on her wabbly elbows and said, "I've thought it all out."

At this the other dolls shook each other and raised up saying, "Listen!
Raggedy has thought it all out!"

"Tell us what you have been thinking, dear Raggedy," said the tin
soldier. "We hope they were pleasant thoughts."

"Not very pleasant thoughts!" said Raggedy, as she brushed a tear from
her shoe-button eyes. "You haven't seen Fido all day, have you?"

"Not since early this morning," the French dolly said.

"It has troubled me," said Raggedy, "and if my head was not stuffed with
lovely new white cotton, I am sure it would have ached with the worry!
When Mistress took me into the living-room this afternoon she was
crying, and I heard her mamma say, 'We will find him! He is sure to come
home soon!' and I knew they were talking of Fido! He must be lost!"

The tin soldier jumped out of bed and ran over to Fido's basket, his tin
feet clicking on the floor as he went. "He is not here," he said.

"When I was sitting in the window about noon-time," said the Indian
doll, "I saw Fido and a yellow scraggly dog playing out on the lawn and
they ran out through a hole in the fence!"

"That was Priscilla's dog, Peterkins!" said the French doll.

"I know poor Mistress is very sad on account of Fido," said the Dutch
doll, "because I was in the dining-room at supper-time and I heard her