ELLEN GREEN.
Early next morning my mother woke me up and carried me to the field.
After a while she spoke to her brother Robertin, and said,--"Roby,
don't you tink dat I had better go and give dis little dolly to Emma
Arthurst?" "Yes," said Robertin, "for don't you know how kind she was
to us." So off they started to give me to Emma, who was about five
years old. Little Emma was delighted and gave Johanna a half crown. My
mother, Emma, had another doll, whose name was Ellen Green, (by the
by, I never had any name till my new mother gave me one, which was
Josephine Arnoldson,) but I think to this day she was a very naughty
doll; for she always spilt her tea on her dress, knocked down chairs,
danced on the table, and I don't know what else. One day my mother
came and took me early from my nice little bed, and dressed me in a
beautiful frock of white muslin, with a pink sash, and violets and
other flowers in my sash. I had seen my mother working on something
for some time, and now I knew what it was. My mother then told me that
it was May-day, and that I was to go to a May party; but she said that
Ellen should not go because she had behaved so naughty. At first I was
glad to hear this, but after a while I felt differently and begged
my mother to let her go. Whether my mother could not withstand my
pleading, or had determined to try Ellen once more, I don't know, but
she at last consented to take Ellen. My mother was dressed in white,
and so were a great many other little girls. We enjoyed ourselves very
much, but at last Ellen began to behave badly. She tore a hole in her
dress, and at last she acted so badly, that my mother had to put her
in the hollow trunk of a tree where we left her. Then we all went into
a clump of most beautiful pine trees, and eat our dinner there. After
that we played round, and then went home, not without taking Ellen with
us. I had stayed with my present mother about six months when I was
taken sick, the account of which I will defer to my next.