Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-09-01
SUSY'S ADVENTURE
BY ANNE r. McCREARY.

It was growing very dark in the park. I'M
der the big bush where Susy sat the shad-
ows were so black that the policeman walk
ed past without seeing her. Her little arms
hung down very straight, and her big,
black eyes looked UP to where, between the
tree-tops, she could see little twinkling spots
all over the sky and big silver ball with
face in 1t. Susie was doll and she had
never been out at night before, so she did
not know what these beautiful, shiny things
were.
A freely came along and flashed his Ian
tern in her face. Mamma Firefly and he were
out hunting for their little ones. They were
very sad, for they were afraid some of the
bad children who played in the park even
ings had caught them and put them In bot
ties or killed them.
rs that a child?" asked Mamma Fire
fly. fearfully.
mo, it's another VICTIM" answered Papa
FREELY, as he few away. Susy wondered
what he meant.
Then hop toad came and sat on her feet.
She asked him politely to get off, but he
wouldn't. He said she looked exactly like
girl who had poked him with a stick, so
he was going to sit on her. He was very
friendly and told Susy lot Of things. He
cause the children were so bad. They stoned
him and one boy threw him into the foun-
tain. He said he guessed that boy would
have some warts soon. He stayed long
time but after a while, In the tree near
them, something began to call-"tu-w WHO'D.
tu-whoo tu-whoo' The toad trembled
hoped off, and said he guessed he'd bet
ter CO. Susy wished she could hop SO she
could go with him.
She wasn't afraid, and If she could only
lie down and shut her eyes she knew she
could go to sleep. She wondered II her
dear little mistress had forgotten her. The
new nurse had given her kick under the
bush the evening before, and Susy had
heard her say to another nurse that Miss
Marjory shouldn't play with that old thing
again If she could help it. Susy felt very
sad when she thought OF this. She was
almost sure that her little mistress loved
her. But perhaps now that she had a new
doll she did not care for her any more. The
new doll came from Paris Marjory's Uncle
golden hair that curled all over Its head.
pink cheeks. and big, blue eyes that would
open and srut. 1t could say mamma and
papa. It had a pretty lace dress. hat,
parasol and little kid shoes. 1t had turned
up its nose-Susy was sure it had-when her
little mistress had made them kiss each
other the day before.
Susy knew she was getting old and ugly.
Her hair was very thin, because Marjory
combed and pulled it so much. Her cheeks
had lost their pretty pink, for she was
forced to take many, many baths. She did
not care for any Of these things If only
her little mistress would love her. She
had not made herself. If she had she
would have golden hair, blue eyes and wear
red silk dress and slippers.
Just then she was dreadfully frightened,
for a thin. yellow dog caught her up by
the neck, shook her, and finding that she
was not good to eat, threw her down again.
She fell fiat. and although there was some
thing hard and round that hurt her back,
her eyes shut and she went fast asleep.
The next thing she knew something fine
and soft like feather brush swept over
her face. and she heard clear, little voice
'iOh, Mr.. SQUIRREL she cried. won't you
please pick me up so / can open my eyes2"
The squirrel put his little. sharp teeth in
bush. She opened her eyes wide. 1t was
morning. The wind was blowing, and the
park was full Of dancing sunbeams.
We'll. we'll my DEAR" said the squirrel.
big nut right under your back" Susy was
going to thank him for helping her, but
he picked up the nut. frisked his tail and
ran up a tree before she could say word
house she lived in was over there some
where. Just then the door Of the big house
opposite opened. A young man carrying q
little, white figure ran down the steps.
Uncle Jack had her in his arms and they
were coming straight to the park. If she
could only call, wave her hand. or do some-
thing to make them see her. But she could
only sit still and watch them as they looked
under the benches and trees. She heard her
little mistress say:
80, Uncle Jack, wanshs my Shushyr
Never mind. sweetheart. We'll find her all
right. You must never go off and leave her
again this way. I guess that French doll
made you forget her."
I Hates Fwench dolls!" sobbed her little
mistress.
Just then the wind did Susy good turn.
1t tapped her white dress, and even waved
her little legs in the air.
There's my Shushy, Uncle Jack! oh.
Shushy Shushy!'
Susy felt moist kisses all over her face.
while soft, warm little arms Rugged her
tightly.
Uncle Jack. you kiss Shushy!"
And Uncle Jack did.