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the girls will say on Christmas, 'Susie looked just like a fairy in the
Jack Frost song. We shall give her very lots of candy from our
Christmas bags.' Dolly knows the Jack Frost motions; I taught her, and
she did them with the children down at camp. But I shall not tell the
teacher, for Dolly has no pretty things to wear. That is why I won't
let her play the games. If my father saw her in the Jack Frost songs
and games, he would be glad she is so smart and just like he would let
her come to school. But you would be so sorry if my big and little
sister came to school. You think Susie is a skin-white girl and Dolly
is a very copper-colored Indian."
"You do not speak true," was the denial. "I should not be sorry, and I
do not think Susie is a skin-white girl. She is very copper-colored,
too."
"But you do not wish Dolly would be in the Jack Frost song and wear a
red dress just like Susie's!" challenged Hannah Straight Tree,
disconcerting her companion with the piercing gaze habitual to her race.
Though not quite innocent of all the charges laid to her, Cordelia
Running Bird was a truthful girl, and she would not disown a failing
plainly set before her by another. She evaded her companion's gaze in
silence.
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