Los Angeles herald., 1910-11-13
FIRST PRIZE

iuithcu out luWdTu her. cue gave u
frightened scream, and not noticing
where she was going she ran into a
side street and on. Finally she stopped
running and stood still to think. What
could she do? She decided she would
ask the first nice person she met.
Then she started on, taking heart
again. She passed a large house, whers
she could see a pleasant family of chill
dren seated at the table Dumpy- boo
was hungry. She had not known it
before, but now she knew but she
went on. Soon she passed a dark house
and a big dog jumped up and barked
at her. With a frightened sob she
rushed around the corner right into the
arms of big friendly policeman.
'Oh, sir, I'm lost; won't you help me
to get home?" she walled.
Certainly, my dear he said "Tell
me your name and where you live and
[ will take you home"
MY name is Dumpy-Doo and live
near the railroad track" she sobbed.
"Dumpy-Doo!" he exclaimed in sur
prise why, that isn't your real name,
isit? Tell me what mamma calls you
when YOU go calling"
Jus Dumpy- Doc, that's ALL" she
moaned. Wont you take me home
now, cause mamma will get scared ?"
Poor little tot he murmured.
Come to the station and we will get
you home"
They started on, and finally came to
the suburb station just as halffr
tic, breathless man rushed in.
"Papa" shreked Dumpy- boo.
MY dear little baby" he cried, 81
thought 1 would never find you. Mann
ma is so worried she doesn't know
what to do
Lets go home" said Dumpy- Doc,
full of concern at once. But, papa,
first 1 want to give this nice policeman
a kiss for finding me-" and she climbed
up on the big burly policeman's lap.
Tears came into his eyes, for he
thought of his own dear little girl who
had died not long before.
Dumpy-Doo and her father went
home gayly and 1 don't think she ever
ran away again.
HELEN A. SMITH.
Griffin Avenue school, AS grade. Age
Is years. 314 East Avenue Twenty-six.
Still she wandered a little farther
until her little feet could go no longer.
She was very sleepy and wished she
was home with her papa and mamma.
She knew her father was surely home.
AS she was thinking a policeman
SleDptu up W lltT anu Sdlu
'Why, little girl, where are you go
ing at this time of night?"
ST was hunting for papa and-and
got lost" D9mpy-Doo answered.
Then she started to cry. Little tears
trickled down her cheeks.
The policeman took her in his arms
and carried her to the police station
and gave her to the matron.
The matron was a kind lady and
showed Dumpy-Doo picture books aRd
told her stories.
The telephone rang and the matron
answered When she was through
talking she smiled and told Dumpy-
Doc she would tel her another story
about Little Red Rose"
They were in the midst of the story
when the door opened and in came
Dumpy-Doo's father. Tt was he who
had telephoned to the police station TO
inquire about his little girl
Dumpy-Doo ran to him and jumped
in his lap. She was glad to see her
papa and he was glad to see her. He
took her home. and Dumpy-Doo was
never again allowed to venture out
alone. ILENE CLARK.
Mckinley Avenue school, BIG grade.
Age II years. 826 East Forty-first
street.
Dear Aunt Laurie:
1 suppose you think I am very url-
grateful for not thanking you for my
lovely prize before now. I wrote sew
eral weeks ago and I thought I had
mailed the letter, but this morning l
was busting some books and it dropped
out of a story book.
[ was very much encouraged when
I saw 1 had won second prize, and
now I am going to keep on and win
first prize. think the Junior gets more
interesting every Sunday. Thanking
you again, I remain your loving niece,
NELLIE BRANSCOM.
No. of course, I wouldn't think that
you were ungrateful. I am always
quite sure that there is some good
reason when you do not write. am
so glad you enjoy the Junior so much.
When Dumpy DOCS father reached
home without Dumpy Doc her mother
was quite alarmed, for it was getting
late for a child of her age to be out
alone. Dumpy DOCS papa went out
to get his near neighbors to help him
search for his small daughter