"But one day a diver leaped over the side of a boat and came swimming
head-first down, down to where I lay. My! How the tiny sea creatures
scurried to hide from him. He took me within his hand and, giving his
feet a thump upon the yellow sand, rose with me to the surface.
"He poured the water from me, and out came all the little creatures who
had been hiding there!"
Raggedy Andy wiggled upon the floor, he was so interested.
"Did the tiny creatures get back into the water safely?" he asked the
beautiful shell.
"Oh, yes!" the shell whispered in reply. "The man held me over the side
of the boat, so the tiny creatures went safely back into the water!"
"I am so glad!" Raggedy Andy said, with a sigh of relief. "He must have
been a kindly man!"
"Yes, indeed!" the beautiful shell replied. "So I was placed along with
a lot of other shells in the bottom of the boat and every once in a
while another shell was placed amongst us. We whispered together and
wondered where we were going. We were finally sold to different people
and I have been at Gran'ma's house for a long, long time."
"You lived there when Gran'ma was a little girl, didn't you?" Raggedy
Ann asked.
"Yes," replied the shell, "I have lived there ever since Gran'ma was a
little girl. She often used to play with me and listen to me sing."
"Raggedy Ann can play 'Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater' on the piano, with
one hand," said Uncle Clem, "but none of us can sing.
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