Raggedy Andy Stories (version 2)

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-002.jpg" width-obs="350" height-obs="264" alt="Raggedy Andy Stories" title="Raggedy Andy Stories" /></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</SPAN></span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</SPAN></span></p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h1>RAGGEDY ANDY</h1> <h1>STORIES</h1> <h2>Introducing the Little Rag</h2> <h2>Brother of Raggedy Ann</h2> <h3><br/><br/>Written &amp; Illustrated by</h3> <h2>JOHNNY GRUELLE</h2> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-004.jpg" width-obs="171" height-obs="250" alt="Raggedy Andy" title="Raggedy Andy" /></div> <div class="center"><br/><br/><br/>LITTLE SIMON<br/> New York London Toronto Sydney</div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</SPAN></span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-006.jpg" width-obs="263" height-obs="400" alt="TO MARCELLA&#39;S MAMA" title="TO MARCELLA&#39;S MAMA" /></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-007.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="144" alt="Raggedy Andy bowing" title="Raggedy Andy bowing" /></div> <div class='right'> Gainsville, Florida,<br/> <span style="margin-right: 1em;">January 8, 1919.</span><br/></div> <div class='unindent'> Johnny Gruelle,<br/> Care of P. F. Volland Company.<br/> Chicago, Ill.<br/> <br/> <br/> Dear Johnny:</div> <p>When I saw your Raggedy Ann books and dolls in a store near here, I went right in and bought one of each, and when I had read your introduction to "Raggedy Ann" I went right up to an old trunk in my own attic and brought down the doll I am sending you with this letter.</p> <p>This doll belonged to my mother and she played with it when a little girl. She treasured it highly, I know, for she kept it until I came and then she gave it to me.</p> <p>The fun that we two have had together I cannot begin to tell you, but often, like the little boy who went out into the garden to eat worms when all the world seemed blue and clouded, this doll and I went out under the arbor and had our little cry together. I can still feel it's soft rag arms (as I used to imagine) about me, and hear the words of comfort (also imaginary) that were whispered in my ear.</p> <p>As you say in your Raggedy Ann book, "Fairyland must be filled with rag dolls, soft loppy rag dolls who go through all the beautiful adventures found there, nestling in the crook of a dimpled arm." I truly believe there is such a fairyland and that rag dolls were first made there, or<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</SPAN></span> how else could they bring so much sunshine into a child's life?</p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-008.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="143" alt="Raggedy Ann bowing" title="Raggedy Ann bowing" /></div> <p>All the little girls of my acquaintance have your Raggedy Ann book and doll, and for the happiness you have brought to them let me give to you the doll of all my dolls, the doll I loved most dearly.</p> <p>May it prove to you a gift from Fairyland, bringing with it all the "wish come true" that you may wish and, if possible, add to the sunshine in your life.</p> <p>My mother called the doll Raggedy Andy and it was by this name that I have always known him. Is it any wonder that I was surprised when I saw the title of your book?</p> <p>Introduce Raggedy Andy to Raggedy Ann, dear Johnny. Let him share in the happiness of your household.</p> <div class='right'> <span style="margin-right: 6em;">Sincerely yours,</span><br/> Raggedy Andy's "Mama."<br/></div> <hr style='width: 45%;' /> <div class='right'> Wilton, Connecticut,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">January 12, 1919.</span><br/></div> <div class='unindent'> Dear John:</div> <p>Your letter brings many pleasant memories to my mind and takes me back to my childhood.</p> <p>Living next door to us, when I was about four years old, was a little girl named Bessie; I cannot recall her last name.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</SPAN></span> When my mother made Raggedy Ann for me, Bessie's mother made a rag doll for her, for we two always played together; as I recall, there was no fence between our two houses.</p> <p>Bessie's doll was made a day or so after Raggedy Ann, I think, though I am not quite certain which of the two dolls was made first. However, Bessie's doll was given the name of Raggedy Andy, and one of the two dolls was named after the other, so that their names would sound alike.</p> <p>We children played with the two rag dolls most of the time until Bessie's family moved away&mdash;when I was eight or nine years old. They had faces just alike; the mother who made the first doll probably painted both doll faces. I do not remember just how Raggedy Andy was dressed, but I know he often wore dresses over his boy clothes when Bessie and I decided that he and Raggedy Ann should be sisters for the day.</p> <p>You will remember I told you about Raggedy Andy long ago, John.</p> <p>Isn't it strange that the two old rag dolls should come together after all these years? I wish Raggedy Andy's "Mama" had signed her name, for I should like to write to her. Perhaps there may be some way of finding her out.</p> <p>Anyway, it seems to me you have the subject for another rag doll book, for Raggedy Andy must have had some wonderful adventures in his long life.</p> <div class='right'> <span style="margin-left: 18em;">Yours lovingly,</span><br/> Mom.<br/></div> <hr style='width: 45%;' /><p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</SPAN></span></p> <h2>CONTENTS</h2> <div class='center'> <table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents"> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#HOW_RAGGEDY_ANDY_CAME"><b>HOW RAGGEDY ANDY CAME</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_NURSERY_DANCE"><b>THE NURSERY DANCE</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_SPINNING_WHEEL"><b>THE SPINNING WHEEL</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_TAFFY_PULL"><b>THE TAFFY PULL</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_RABBIT_CHASE"><b>THE RABBIT CHASE</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_NEW_TIN_GUTTER"><b>THE NEW TIN GUTTER</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#DOCTOR_RAGGEDY_ANDY"><b>DOCTOR RAGGEDY ANDY</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#RAGGEDY_ANDYS_SMILE"><b>RAGGEDY ANDY'S SMILE</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_WOODEN_HORSE"><b>THE WOODEN HORSE</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#MAKING_ANGELS_IN_THE_SNOW"><b>MAKING "ANGELS" IN THE SNOW</b></SPAN></td></tr> <tr><td align='left'><SPAN href="#THE_SINGING_SHELL"><b>THE SINGING SHELL</b></SPAN></td></tr> </table></div> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-010.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="181" alt="Raggedy Ann and Books" title="Raggedy Ann and Books" /></div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2><SPAN name="HOW_RAGGEDY_ANDY_CAME" id="HOW_RAGGEDY_ANDY_CAME"></SPAN>HOW RAGGEDY ANDY CAME</h2> <p>One day Daddy took Raggedy Ann down to his office and propped her up against some books upon his desk; he wanted to have her where he could see her cheery smile all day, for, as you must surely know, smiles and happiness are truly catching.</p> <p>Daddy wished to catch a whole lot of Raggedy Ann's cheeriness and happiness and put all this down on paper, so that those who did not have Raggedy Ann dolls might see just how happy and smiling a rag doll can be.</p> <p>So Raggedy Ann stayed at Daddy's studio for three or four days.</p> <p>She was missed very, very much at home and Marcella really longed for her, but knew that Daddy was borrowing some of Raggedy Ann's sunshine, so she did not complain.</p> <p>Raggedy Ann did not complain either, for in addition to the sunny, happy smile she always wore (it was painted on), Raggedy Ann had a candy heart, and of course no one (not even a rag doll) ever complains if they have such happiness about them.</p> <p>One evening, just as Daddy was finishing his day's work, a messenger boy came with a package; a nice, soft lumpy package.</p> <p>Daddy opened the nice, soft lumpy package and found a letter.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</SPAN></span></p> <p>Gran'ma had told Daddy, long before this, that at the time Raggedy Ann was made, a neighbor lady had made a boy doll, Raggedy Andy, for her little girl, who always played with Gran'ma.</p> <p>And when Gran'ma told Daddy this she wondered whatever had become of her little playmate and the boy doll, Raggedy Andy.</p> <p>After reading the letter, Daddy opened the other package which had been inside the nice, soft, lumpy package and found&mdash;Raggedy Andy.</p> <p>Raggedy Andy had been carefully folded up.</p> <p>His soft, loppy arms were folded up in front of him and his soft, loppy legs were folded over his soft, loppy arms, and they were held this way by a rubber band.</p> <p>Raggedy Andy must have wondered why he was being "done up" this way, but it could not have caused him any worry, for in between where his feet came over his face Daddy saw his cheery smile.</p> <p>After slipping off the rubber band, Daddy smoothed out the wrinkles in Raggedy Andy's arms and legs.</p> <p>Then Daddy propped Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy up against books on his desk, so that they sat facing each other; Raggedy Ann's shoe button eyes looking straight into the shoe button eyes of Raggedy Andy.</p> <p>They could not speak&mdash;not right out before a real person&mdash;so they just sat there and smiled at each other.</p> <p>Daddy could not help reaching out his hands and feeling their throats.</p> <p>Yes! There was a lump in Raggedy Ann's throat, and there was a lump in Raggedy Andy's throat. A cotton lump, to be sure, but a lump nevertheless.</p> <p>"So, Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy, that is why you cannot talk, is it?" said Daddy.</p> <p>"I will go away and let you have your visit to yourselves, although it is good to sit and share your happiness by watching you."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-012.jpg" width-obs="350" height-obs="313" alt="Then Daddy propped Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy up" title="Then Daddy propped Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy up" /></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</SPAN></span></p> <p>Daddy then took the rubber band and placed it around Raggedy Ann's right hand, and around Raggedy Andy's right hand, so that when he had it fixed properly they sat and held each other's hands.</p> <p>Daddy knew they would wish to tell each other all the wonderful things that had happened to them since they had parted more than fifty years before.</p> <p>So, locking his studio door, Daddy left the two old rag dolls looking into each other's eyes.</p> <p>The next morning, when Daddy unlocked his door and looked at his desk, he saw that Raggedy Andy had fallen over so that he lay with his head in the bend of Raggedy Ann's arm.</p> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</SPAN></span></p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus-014.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="177" alt="Dolls in a row" title="Dolls in a row" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />