"YES，this is a song for very small children！"de－clared Aunt Malle．"As much as I should like to，I cannotfollow this'Dance，Dance，Doll of Mine！'"

But little Amalie could；she was only three years old，played with dolls，and brought them up to be just as wiseas Aunt Malle．

There was a student who came to the house to helpher brothers with their lessons，and he frequently spoke tolittle Amalie and her dolls；he spoke differently from any-one else，and the little girl found him very amusing，al－though Aunt Malle said he didn't know how to conversewith children－their little heads couldn't possibly graspthat silly talk．But little Amalie did．Yes，the student eventaught her the whole song，"Dance，Dance，Doll ofMine！"and she sang it to her three dolls；two were new，one a girl doll and the other a boy doll，but the third dollwas old；her name was Lise－momér．She also heard thesong，and was even in it．

Dance，dance，doll of mine！

Girl doll's dress is very fine．

Boy doll is a dandy，too；

He wears gloves and hat and shoe；

White pants，blue coat，him adorn；

On his toe he has a corn．

He is fine and she is fine．

Dance，dauce，doll of mine！

Old doll's name is Lise-moér；

She is from the year before；

Hair is new；it's made of flax， Forehead polished up with wax．

Young again，not old and done．

Come along，my cherished one， Let us dance a fast gavotte；

To watch it is worth a lot．

Dance，dance，doll of mine！

Watch your steps and get in line；

One foot forward；watch your feet．

Dancing makes you slender，sweet．

Bow and twist and turn around；

That will make you hale and sound．

What a sight it is to see！

You are doing fine，all three．

And the dolls understood the song；little Amalie un－derstood it，and so did the student，but then he had writ-ten it himself and said it was excellent．Only Aunt Malledidn't understand it；she had passed over the fence ofyouth．"Silly song！"she said．

But not little Amalie！She sings it．It is from herthat we know it．

舞吧，舞吧，我的玩偶

“是的，这就是一支唱给顶小的孩子听的歌！”玛勒姑妈肯定地说，“尽管我不反对它，我却不懂这套‘舞吧，舞吧，我的玩偶’的意思！”