Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-07-31

DON'T Know, answered the 1ittl.
girl. Then she burst out crying 70,
shame.
Tut, TUT" said the old woman
Give me your basket of luncheon
The little girl gave it to her, ant
was happier than she had been since
she lost her name.
AS she walked on through the
woods she became very hungry. She
turned back to see If the old woman
had left wee little crust; but all she
found was the old woman's stick.
The little girl cried then, for she
used to get what she wanted by cry.
ing. But this time she did not get
what she wanted; and as there was
no one to hear her. she stopped. More
over, she thought, my luncheon must
have helped the old woman to walk
without her stick" and that Of course
made her feel better.
AS she got up from where she was
sitting, something shining on the
ground caught her eye.
Now would you believe that she
stopped down and picked up letter
IN, /" formed Of the reddest rubies you
ever saw7
"Oh!" she cried, jumping up and
down. II have found the first letter."
And with that she started off on
brisk walk, forgetting that she was
hungry. All she remembered was
that she had found this beautiful let
ter. which couldn't be other than one
of the letters Of the wonderful name.
Soon she met squirrel. who said,
Have you any nuts?"
NO." she replied; but would give
them to you if had. because then
might find another letter Of my beau
tiful name
Indeed" said the squirrel, whisk-
ing his tail saucily, you would never
find another If that's why you would
help me-"
She was about to cry again, but the
squirrel whisked out Of sight, and she
walked on.
'sIf the saucy little squirrel is tell
Ing the truth, had best mind what
he said" With that she fell to won
1ering whether the next letter would
be of pearls, or Of sapphires, or IF
what-when the squirrel jumped
light out at her feet, and startled her
10 that she almost dropped the ruby
m"
Give me that pretty blue ribbon on
7our hair to line my nest WITH" he
laid.
She gave it to him and walked on,
With her hair falling over her eyes
But she was happy, and thought only
II how comfortable the squirrels nest
would be, lined with blue ribbon
ust as her own cot was SO comfort
IDLY lined with blue silk.
She was thinking about that-not
linking at all about the letter
When she almost stepped on a bright
at her feet! And there
vas letter "S." made Of beautiful
"Oh!" she said, picking 1t up. "But
low can any name begin with 'NS'?"
md she was ready to cry again.
Then funny thing happened! A
title baby monkey came out of the
woods and asked for her cloak.
'hough she couldn't see what mon
ey wanted with cloak, she took 1t |
if and gave it to him. Then she
Tent on, feeling pretty chilly, can
ell you, for 1t was not yet summer.
Soon the monkey came running
fter her with the cloak on. The
loak was so long that he stumbled |
yer it at every other step. He was
Gliding up something in his hand, and
houting wait! waltz
She waited until he came up and
anded her letter IS" made of love
', shining pearls.
"Oh!" she said, catching her breath.
tits yours" said the monkey.
"That was good of you," said the
tile girl. ito bring it all that distance
ripping over long cloak
She was more puzzled than ever at
aving another letter 49," for it seem
d less likely than before that she
'ould find a name beginning with
UGH queer letters. 1t could not be
retty, anyway, for 1t would have such
kissing sound after the IN"
But the monkey scratched his nose
nd said, maybe those are not the
rst letters of the name"
This made her happy. Thanking the
donkey politely, she hurried on, for
ne was anxious to find the rest of the
,tters. Then she could go back 20
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lother that she had searched in the
ght way.
Now couldn't take time to tell you
Il the adventures this little girl had
/ the woods; how she gave away her
noes and stockings. and her pretty
tile baby ring and her bonnet, and
ont know what ALL But. best Of all,
he was happy, and when least expect
lg it, she kept finding letters made of
Il kinds of beautiful precious stones.
1t did seem to be very long name,
owever. After she had found twelve
tiers, she began to wonder how she
ould know when she came to the
i'd. She wondered, too, how she was
Ding to spell it. And would you be.
eve it. she came near missing the