CHAPTER XII.
A WEDDING.
"I shan't buy any more brothers as long as I live--now you see if I do," said Dotty Dimple, with quivering lips.
"Come here, little one, and sit on my knee," said Colonel Augustus Allen.

"Can't you think of something next as good as a baby brother?
How would you fancy a grown-up uncle!" Dotty looked wonderingly into Colonel Allen's face.
"Who's got any to sell ?" said she.
"Possibly the minister may have," said Colonel Allen, laughing.

"You wait till this evening, and very likely he may be here.

Then you can go up to him and say, 'Please, Mr.Hayden, will you sell me an uncle ?'" "But he'll cheat me--he will," said Dotty, shaking her finger.
"O, no, never fear.

Just try him, and see.