MY DEAR NIECES AND NEPHEW:—

What do you think?

Your Uncle John is getting the doll habit! Since I visited you half

the things I see turn into dolls as I look at them, and I immediately

begin to make songs or jingles about them just as you do. As I sit at

the table the dishes even, take doll form in my mind. The plates seem

to have great moon faces, while the sugar bowl seems to stand with

shoulders thrown up and arms akimbo like an awkward china washerwoman.

The knives, forks and spoons are almost human with their shining faces.

This morning as I passed a bake-shop and glanced in at the window, the

cakes and buns seemed to laugh and wink at me with the fat faces of

their bakers.

The doll I send you today was made of kelp by a little California

girl. Kelp is a heavy leathery sort of sea-weed that washes ashore

about here. There are great beds of it off the coast of California.

It grows so thickly that it gives the water a brown appearance and

the long leathery leaves are strong enough to bear up pelicans and

other sea-birds that one often sees apparently standing on the water.

Visitors to California often take home beautiful baskets and other

things woven from strips of this strong leathery weed, which is brown

on the outside and creamy white inside.

This little kelp maiden I got for you several days ago and as I have

watched her standing on the mantel-piece with that dissatisfied look

on her face, she seemed to sing this song to me, and as I listened I

seemed to hear the plash and feel the rolling of the waves which used

to rock her to sleep out on the kelp beds at sea.

I wonder if it will seem the same to you? I know she will be a warning

to you against discontent which is sure to spoil the pleasure of anyone

if it is allowed to get into his life.

I am hoping that the little kelp maid may grow cheerful through

associating with Lady Hollyhock and her friends. They all have happy

faces as I remember them—as happy as those of three cheery little

nieces and a jolly little nephew of

Your affectionate,

UNCLE JOHN.

[Illustration]

[Illustration: THE KELP MAID]

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