“That will be loads of fun!” “Show us how to begin!” “Let’s have a taffy pull!” “Come on, everybody!” the dolls cried.

“Just one moment!” Raggedy Ann said.  She had remained quiet before, for she had been thinking very hard, so hard, in fact, that two stitches had burst in the back of her rag head.  The dolls, in their eagerness to have the taffy pull, were dancing about Raggedy Andy, but when Raggedy Ann spoke, in her soft cottony voice, they all quieted down and waited for her to speak again.

“I was just thinking,” Raggedy Ann said, “that it would be very nice to have the taffy pull, but suppose some of the folks smell the candy while it is cooking.”

“There is no one at home!” Raggedy Andy said.  “I thought of that, Raggedy Ann.  They have all gone over to Cousin Jenny’s house and will not be back until day after tomorrow.  I heard Mama tell Marcella.”

“If that is the case, we can have the taffy pull and all the fun that goes with it!” Raggedy Ann cried, as she started for the nursery door.

After her ran all the dollies, their little feet pitter-patting across the floor and down the hall.

When they came to the stairway Raggedy Ann, Raggedy Andy, Uncle Clem and Henny threw themselves down the stairs, turning over and over as they fell.

The other dolls, having china heads, had to be much more careful; so they slid down the banisters, or jumped from one step to another.

Raggedy Ann, Raggedy Andy, Uncle Clem and Henny piled in a heap at the bottom of the steps, and by the time they had untangled themselves and helped each other up, the other dolls were down the stairs.

To the kitchen they all raced.  There they found the fire in the stove still burning.

Raggedy Andy brought a small stew kettle, while the others brought the sugar and water and a large spoon.  They could not find the vinegar and decided not to use it, anyway.

[Illustration:  They threw themselves down the stairs]

Raggedy Andy stood upon the stove and watched the candy, dipping into it every once in a while to see if it had cooked long enough, and stirring it with the large spoon.

At last the candy began to string out from the spoon when it was held above the stew kettle, and after trying a few drops in a cup of cold water, Raggedy Andy pronounced it “done.”

Uncle Clem pulled out a large platter from the pantry, and Raggedy Ann dipped her rag hand into the butter jar and buttered the platter.

The candy, when it was poured into the platter, was a lovely golden color and smelled delicious to the dolls.  Henny could not wait until it cooled; so he put one of his chamois skin hands into the hot candy.

Of course it did not burn Henny, but when he pulled his hand out again, it was covered with a great ball of candy, which strung out all over the kitchen floor and got upon his clothes.

Then too, the candy cooled quickly, and in a very short time Henny’s hand was encased in a hard ball of candy.  Henny couldn’t wiggle any of his fingers on that hand and he was sorry he had been so hasty.