The favorite play of the most petted children is often that of a family with a scolding mother; and how admirably do they in turn enact a character which they have never even seen!
I remember to have officiated in the humble capacity of stage-manager, long since, when two little girls of six represented the successive tableaux of a pretty German book, describing the day's friendship of two children.
One picture represented a quarrel, the playmates pulling at a doll which each desires.
The little performers got into a great frolic just before the curtain went up; there was not a moment to tutor them; but in the very instant, as the curtain rose, both faces passed into a look of childish anger that was absolutely startling.
They were peculiarly amiable children, and had never had anything but happiness with one another; yet they brought instantaneously into their looks, without a hint from any one, an expression which Janauschek
or Ellen Terry
might have envied.
Such a feat would be impossible to those who had no natural sense of humor.