The Russellville Democrat., 1880-10-14
TIE PINK COCOANUT CAKE.
An etld-fashioned Story, for Young Folks
 and old Folks.


 Deacon Parsons big wagon with the heavy farm-horses was stopping before judge Hills house, and many bright eyes peered out from cape-bonnets and wide straw hats to see the Judges little granddaughter as she came down the steps to join the party. The old deacon himself descended solemnly from his seat and, with bow to the Judges wife, lifted little Becky into the wagon and placed her among the cape-bonets.
 "Glad your grandma would let you go," said Mamie Potter as they drove on, and one seemed inclined to do more than stare at the stranger.
 "i think you are real good to invite me, I'm sure" said Becky.
 Alter this remark the cape-bonnets seemed to belong to double-headed bod dies so quickly did they pair off; while pleased whispers reached Becky,s ears, which sounded like "She ain't proud a mite p
 She laughed, and her little round cheeks grew very red And then all the bonnets flew back and Jerry, the dea- cons son said, "I don't think yer very perlite," But he was pleased at the yer dict of the cape-bonnets, and from that
 
 "I don't know even where we are go- ing" said Becky, merrily.
 "We are going up to Deacon Parsons other farm," said Mamie Potter.
 "I didn't know anybody ever had two farms" said Becky.
 Jerry tried not to appear proud.
 When we get there, l suppose it won't be the other farm. will it?" said Becky. Jerry laughed, and said town-folks were pretty sharp,
 The five miles were passed too quickly to Becky, for everything to her, was new and delightful.
 When the other farm was reached, a farmer came out and opened the gate for them, and a little boy with torn hat watched them with wishful eyes as they drove through to the barn. A pretty lite woman came out from the house and asked them to come Tn, but the dea- con said they were going to the woods to eat their dinner.
 They all scrambled down from the high wagon and the boys began to hand out the pails and baskets.
 ''fhe candv-basket is tipped overV sang out Tommy Potter.
 The sun-bonpets all flew to the rescue. "Coccanut cakes and peppermint drops all mixed up together" said one little girl. in such pathetic tone they all laughed.
 Let Becky fix it." said Susan Lee. wishing to give Becky the highest honor possible.
 With a quick appreciation of the com pliment Becky took the pretty basket and began to sort its sweet contents, The others were busy with baskets, pails and jugs. She noticed the cocoanut cakes with pleasure. If she had gen uine weakness 1t was for cocoannt cakes After it was all carefully replaced in the basket she still held the cover ur and looked at one pink cocoanut cake 1t was much smaller than the others 1t was harly larger than silver dollar certainly too small to ever be missed.
 The children, each with something to carry, were ready to start and they called to Becky. There was no time to loose The they, pink cocoanut cake was slipped quickly from the basket tc Becky's pocket. As she rose from the grass with the pretty basket on her arm her eye fell on the same little boy whC stood at the gate. Don't you want tC go to the woods with us?" she said noticing his wistful look.
 The deacon didn't ask me-" holdin. down his tow head.
 But YOU would like to go, so com, along, I'll ask the deacon to invite you, and she pulled him toward the old gen teman,
 This little boy would like to go witt US, if you please, Deacon Parsons, sh' sand, as she stopped before the tall dea con who was leading one of the grea horses To drink.
 The deacon stopped. looked dow gravely at the boy as if he had caugh him laughing in church, then said kindly Co spruce up triile, Nathan then come along"
 Another consultation among the sma sun bonncls, but Becky didn't mind Una now, Sue bobbed her little head, irS into one, then another, as freely as a be