But one night Marie Doll awoke to find her husband quite a different man from what she thought, for beside her sat two little Japanese dolls. When the clock struck twelve Marie Doll called to everyone: "Come quick and see my baby girls!" "Oh, dear! they look just like Takeo," said Paper Doll. "This place will be filled with foreigners. It is too bad." "I shall change their clothes at once," said Marie Doll. And then it was Marie Doll and all the toys got the surprise of their lives, for from the corner where he sat came Takeo, and when he stood in front of his wife, he said, "Madam will not change the clothes of our sons." When Marie recovered from her surprise, she gasped: "Sons! They are daughters!" "They are sons, madam, and sons they will remain!" said Takeo, looking at Marie very steadily. "I thought you could not understand or speak our language," said Marie, while all the others stood looking at Takeo in astonishment. "I was made in this country, and so were you; but I was made to represent a Japanese gentleman and I intend to live the life of one. As for speaking, we Japanese never speak unless we have something to say. I had something to say, and I said it. You heard me, madam. Those children are our sons and you will not change their clothes." Takeo turned around in a very sedate manner and returned to his corner and sat down. "I told you it would not turn out well," said Paper Doll to Teddy Bear. "Oh, poor Marie Doll, what a life you will lead!" But Marie Doll was still looking at her husband, and she did not hear what Paper Doll said. She was smiling at Takeo. "Such dignity," she whispered to herself, "and how masterful he is. I shall never dare disobey him. "Oh, you little darling boys! How I love you! You are just like your handsome father." And Marie Doll hugged her children to her and began to rock them. "She is crazy," said Teddy Bear. "Marie would never give in if she were in her right mind, I know." "She is in love," said Paper Doll. "She has found a master, and some women love to have a master." "You women are queer creatures," said Teddy Bear. "I shall never understand you." "You are not supposed to understand us. You are supposed to love us," said Paper Doll. MORNING-GLORY [Illustration: Morning-glory] Once upon a time there was a very little Morning-glory that grew on the end of a high vine, and one day when the wind was blowing a brisk breeze passed by the little Morning-glory, making it wish it, too, could go along and see more of the world.