

I remembered some of them: the French doll, the Dutch doll, the Scotch doll. She has been in the attic for 50 years, so has old-fashioned clothes and a funny painted-on face, but she quickly becomes Marcella's favorite doll. Grandmother very graciously mends a few raggedy places and presents Ann to Marcella. We meet Raggedy Ann when little Marcella is playing at her Grandmother's house and discovers the doll in a barrel in a dark corner up in the attic. And I loved the illustrations in the Gutenberg edition. I vaguely remember reading the stories, or at least hearing them, but I didn't remember enough details to spoil the reading now.

She was my favorite doll when I was a child, the only doll I carried with me everywhere. I do have lovely memories of Raggedy Ann. Not that I was worried about warping childhood memories I just forgot about it until recently when I was tidying up my lists for 2016. I found Raggedy Ann Stories at Project Gutenberg quite some time ago but never took the time to read the book until now.
