A DRESS MADE OF WOOD 
“I have your new party dress finished, Marylee,” called 
Mother, from the back room. 
“Goody, goody,” said Marylee, as she went to Mother. 
“May I put it on now, so that Uncle Jack can see how 
pretty it is?” 
“Yes,” replied Mother. 
Marylee went back to the library to show the new 
dress to her uncle. 
“That is a pretty dress,” Uncle Jack said when he 
saw it. 
“It is silk, too, isn’t it, Mother?” asked Marylee. 
“It does look like silk,” replied Mother, “but it is not. 
It is called rayon.” 
“What is rayon?” asked Buddy. 
“Perhaps your Uncle Jack can tell you about it,” re¬ 
plied Mother. 
“Your dress is probably made of wood,” said Uncle 
Jack. Then he laughed to see how surprised Marylee 
and Buddy were. 
“How can it be made of wood?” asked Marylee. “It 
is shiny, soft, and as pretty as silk. Silk is not made of 
wood, is it? It doesn’t look like wood, and it doesn’t feel 
hard like wood.” 
“Silk is made from the leaves of trees,” said Uncle 
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