I have thought for a long time that I would like to write and tell
about my two black dolls, Ned and Dinah. They were sent to me for a
Christmas present when I was four years old. They came in the cars
all alone from Portland, Maine, tied in a little chair. The night
they arrived I had gone to bed, and mamma set them up on the piano
so that I might see them the first thing when I got up in the
morning. At first I was afraid of them; but I soon got over that,
and have always loved them the best of all my dolls. I have taken
HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE from the first, and like it better and
better. I think Jimmy Brown's stories are very funny.