The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-10-13
Pink Sun-BOnnet.

Amy Lee, or ''Little Pink Sun-bon-
net, as she was called, was sweet
faced country girl who lived among the
lovely green hills, in a coy white farm
house.
She knew where the first white flower
that came in the spring grew, and
where every birds nest was built in the
orchard, and Just when the little birds
would peep through the shell for the
first glimpse of sunlight.
But the happiest moment of Amy's
life was when mamma tied on her little
pink sun-bonnet, and put her willow
basket on her arm, filled with good
things to take to dear Grandma Brown,
the poor old sick woman who lived I'M
der the hill
One bright sunny afternoon, after
mamma had kissed her goodbye, she
started off dancing and singing song,
and talking to the clover blossoms
just as she had reached the top of the
last hill, and could look down on the
old tumble-down chimney, who should
she meet but a big black dog, with great
big eyes. This made her think of the
wolf that met little Red Ridng-hood,
and of what happened to her once upon
a time.
While little Pink SUM- bonnet leaned
against a tree, trembling with fear, the
dog put his nose into her basket and
looked up into her face as if he We're
saying: "Where are you going, Pink
Sun-bonnet? You 90 this way, and l
will 90 that, and we will see which will
get to Grandma Browns house first
Then the dog left her, and her poor
little heart beat fast as she drew near
the door, for she was sure she should
hear some one ms de say: "Pull the
latch and the door Will come OPEN"
AS she stepped up under the little
uncovered porch, she found that the
door was partly open.
She peeped slyly in, and saw nothing
but the frill of a white cap above the
back of the old rocking chair. She
glanced at the bed, and saw no one
there.
Finally she ventured in. and threw
her arms around Grandma's neck, and
said: 80 Grandma Brown. 1 am so
glad got here first" "Why, child,
what do you meanP" said Grandma.
"Well, | will tell you,' said Pink
Sun bonnet mamma had filled my
basket with nice little things to bring
to you; this little pat of butter, and this
bottle of sweet-cream, and this little roll
of pot-cheese, and after l had gone a
little way, stopped to pick some but
tercups for you, and it all made me
think of little Red Riding-hood, and
just as l got to the top of the hill, a
great big dog came along, and put his
nose into my basket, and | thought he
was going to say: Where are you 90
ING, Pink Sun-bonnet? You 90 this
way and will 90 that, and see which
will get to Grandma Browns house
first. And was afraid to come in, for
fear he had eaten you up, and had put
your cap on, and would look at me
with his big eyes,
Grandma listened attentively until
Pink Sun-bonnet had finished her story.
She then drew her close to her side, and
smiling, said:
"My silly little child, that dog was
farmer Whites good old Rover that
saved little Mamie from drowning last
summer. He would not harm a hair on
your head. Take off your sun bonnet,
dearie, and rest a bit; you tremble like
frightened bird"
Pink Sun-bonnet drew her chair close
to Grandma, and began listening to her
stories that were always new, until she
had quite forgotten her fright. - YOUTH $
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