The Lady of Fashion has the largest and best room in the shoe house, where most of the Teenie Weenies live. The tiny lady is very particular and her room is furnished beautifully. Her bed is an antique, having formerly belonged to the great grandmother of the Old Soldier with a wooden leg. (She had brought it from the East in a mouse cart.) There are two wee sconces on each side of an antique mirror above her dressing table and she has a lovely bureau. All of these treasures were carted from the East, too. However, the Lady of Fashion has a modern clothes closet, which several of the Teenie Weenie men made out of a safety match box.

In spite of all these attractions the room is cold in Winter, for it has no fireplace. The Lady of Fashion has been hinting for a stove for a long time. But the Turk and the Old Soldier, who are the best Teenie Weenie mechanics, never seemed to catch the idea until the Lady of Fashion stopped knitting.

The Lady of Fashion knits most of the mittens, stockings and sweaters the Teenie Weenies wear, and when it grew so cold in her room the little lady had to stop work on a sweater for the Turk, that capable mechanic finally took the hint.

"My! My!" exclaimed the Turk, when he found that work had stopped on his sweater. "What a beast I have been! Of course you shall have a stove."

The Turk and the Old Solder set to work in the coffee can which serves the little men for a workshop. All day long for several days the ring of beaten iron came from the shop as the little men hammered out the parts on the bolt nut which they used for an anvil. Finally they fashioned a smart little stove out of two thimbles. They cut out doors and a place for the smoke pipe, put in a tiny grate and bolted the two thimbles together. Then they made a ring with legs to it and bolted that to the thimbles.

When the stove was finished they set it up in the Lady of Fashion's room. They put a piece of tin under the stove so there would be no danger of hot coals burning the polished floor, and the Lady of Fashion was delighted.

"It will be snug in here now and I won't have to wear out my best caterpillar fur coat to keep warm," she said.

"Glad to do it for you! Glad to do it for you!" said the Turk as he watched the Lady of Fashion pick up his unfinished sweater and begin knitting.