"Well, I still feel just as happy," said Raggedy Andy, "so let's have a
jolly game of some sort! What shall it be?"

"Perhaps we had best try to wash your face!" said practical Raggedy Ann.
She always acted as a mother to the other dolls when they were alone.

"It will not do a bit of good!" the French doll told Raggedy Ann, "for I
remember I had orange juice spilled upon a nice white frock I had one
time, and the stain would never come out!"

"That is too bad!" Henny, the Dutch doll, said. "We shall miss Raggedy
Andy's cheery smile when he is looking straight at us!"

"You will have to stand on my right side, when you wish to see my
smile!" said Raggedy Andy, with a cheery little chuckle 'way down in his
soft cotton inside.

[Illustration: Raggedy Andy's lopsided smile]

[Illustration: Santa]

"But I wish everyone to understand," he went on, "that I am smiling just
the same, whether you can see it or not!"

And with this, Raggedy Andy caught hold of Uncle Clem and Henny, and
made a dash for the nursery door, followed by all the other dolls.

Raggedy Andy intended jumping down the stairs, head over heels, for he
knew that neither he, Uncle Clem nor Henny would break anything by