Her mother laughed. "_Your_ baby, Nannette?"

"Yes, mamma, _my_ baby; don't you hear it _cry_? 'Tis _hungry!_" And she

started to run up-stairs, but her mother called her back.

"Why, Nannette, what ails you? What do you mean about _your_ baby?" she

asked in surprise.

"Why MY BABY, mamma! I bought it for a quarter of a dollar! a baby that

_cries_--not a mis'ble make b'leve baby. Oh, how it _does_ cry! it must

be _awful_ hungry!" And away she darted up the stairs.

Her father and mother arose from their seats in perfect amazement, and

followed their little girl to her room, where, lying upon her bed, was

a bundle from which came a baby's cries. Nannette's mother began to

unfasten the wrappings, and sure enough there was a wee little girl not

more than two or three weeks old looking up at them with two great wet

eyes.

Of course Nannette was questioned, and she related all she could

remember of her talk with the woman from whom she bought the baby. Her

papa said perhaps the baby had been stolen, and that something had been

given to it to make it sleep.

"But what shall we do with it?" asked both the father and mother. "_Do_

with it?" cried Nannette. "Why, it is _my_ baby, mamma! I paid all my

money for it. It _cries_, it does! I will keep it always."

So it was decided, that the baby should stay, if nobody came to claim

it, which nobody ever did, although Nannette's papa put an advertisement

in a newspaper about it.

It would take a larger book than this one in which to tell all of

Nannette's experiences in taking care of "_my_ baby," as she called the

little girl, whom she afterward named Victoria, in honor of the then

young queen of England.

Victoria is now a woman, and she lives, as does Nannette, in the city of

Philadelphia. She has a little girl of her own, "mos' six" who is named

Nannette for the good little "sister-mother," who once upon a time

bought her mamma of a strange woman for a quarter of a dollar, as she

thought. And this other little Nannette never tires of hearing the

romantic story of the indolent "Didy" and the "real little live baby

that will _cry_."

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