Have you got a baby to give me?"
"No, dear; I am afraid I have not. But why do you want a baby? I am
sure you have lots of dolls."
"Yes, of course I have; but then you see dolls are not alive. I want a
real baby to play with.
"Enid won't play with me much now, for she says I am too small, and
Rob is at school all the time."
"Why, who is that?" said a voice, and a man came in with a bag of
tools.
Then the two little fists again went up to the blue eyes, for the
little maid was shy of this great big man.
"Well, wife, so you have a friend, I see," he said. "Who is the little
lass?"
"I don't know," said his wife. "It seems she was lost, and came here
to ask her way. She says she came to find a baby."
"Come here, little one, and don't be afraid," said the man. "There
never was a child yet who would not come to me," and as he spoke he
drew her on to his knee. "Now, then, tell me all about it."
After one glance at the man's kind face Meg nestled up to him and
began,--
"Nurse was so busy she could not be in the room with me.
"So I put on my hat and came to look for a baby; but I got lost on the
way. At last I came to the wood and saw this house. She could not give
me a baby as Rob said she would, but she gave me some tea, and bread
and butter with sugar on it.
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