" After each had selected a city to build, they were silent
for some time.
But by and by Neddy looked up, and called to me, "Oh, do come down here,
mamma, and see my Boston!" So I climbed down the bank to visit his city.
He had scooped a hole in the sand, lined it with clay, filled it with
sea-water, and stocked it with his shining tin fish. Of course I knew at
once this was the pond on Boston Common.
[Illustration]
Jamie Newton, who studies geography, and knows all about great cities
everywhere, made a model Philadelphia, with its long, wide streets.
Jamie's streets were so clean, and so beautifully shaded with sprigs of
evergreen, that Mary Whitman said her grandest doll, Arabella Rosetta,
should take a nice ride through them. So Rosetta was set up in her
carriage, and one tucked the crimson afghan about her dainty feet, while
another opened her _very best_ sky-blue parasol, (for Rosetta is
particular about her complexion), and Mary put on her hat with the blue
plumes, and pink roses, smoothed down her flounces, and said, "Be a good
girl, Rosy. Don't stay out after dark, for the dew will spoil your
clothes.
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