Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-05-07
The Daily Story
The Pink Sunbonnet-By Clarissa Mackie.
conyrfehted 1914 by Associated Literary Bureau.

Mt Miss Sally fust IL go spoke fr..
f. might lift up dere hopes. and mebb,,
she might not suit. If she dom -,
must be mighty perticuIar.p she epdss
rather belligerently.
'Wbere shall find her. sup.,as,
asked Neal patiently. II certaInl,
can't go into the field and face tba.
battery OF sunbonnets."
why. tes' set here on de end NJ A.
veranda benin de honeysuckle vines
Dey'li all come trailin' past pret,v
soon. and 20 jes' fix yo' eye ON A.
pretties' and most uppsy one OF ~
whole lot, and OATS Miss Sally. IL VI
satisfied yo' can go and see EN-.
gotter go, sab"
He went up TO the wide piazza and
sat down in great easy chair close n
the honeysuckle that screened the nj.
aZZa from the path around which fbe
strawberry pickers must come
Two years ago, at the art school
there had been little student. and
he was sure her name was SALLY Pa.
mis- or something Of that sort He had
given several talks to the students. and
he remembered the girls lovely. ear.
nest face upturned 10 his. II he had
met her oftener he would have fallen
in love then and there, but he was
very busy at that time, and he was
about to sail for Italy, and the LITTLE
student had drifted out Of his Nom.
DRY.
Voices were heard approaching from
he % ha FOR
emily there strolled past. singly or in
groups, the strawberry pickers.
Nineteen girls had gone out Of the
big gate, and he confessed himself dis
appointed that not one would do.
There came light step along the path
and a rich contralto voice trilling soft
ly. Through the honeysuckle vines be
saw her coming, sunbonnet slipped
back on the dark masses of her curls,
her fair face with its magnolia-lIke
complexion tinged with soft pink; her
lovely dark eyes, fringed with long,
curling lashes; her sweetly curved lips,
so tenderly smiling.
1t was Miss Sally Bemis. More than
that. she was the one girl for his pic
ture. She was the girl of his dreams,
and she was the little student Of the
art SCHOOL,
Neal overlook her at the gate.
She turned lovely, surprised eyes at
him, and suddenly deep rose flush
stained her cheek from brow TO chin
There was embarrassed recognition in
her glance.
Neal lifted his hat.
Miss Bemis, 1 wonder If you re-
member me?' he asked eagerly.
Zone does not soon forget celebrity
like Neal Whitcomb, the artist" she
tie hand. what are you doing way
down here in Dixie?'
Painting" said Neal, falling into
step beside her. I've been looking
for a model TO pose in a daisy field
wanted girl in pink sunbonnet. and
when 1 expressed my wish somebody
sent me up here to Huxfords'. Fancy
my dismay when 1 went out to the
strawberry field and saw twenty pink
sunbonnets!"
Sally laughed deliciously.
1.-The pink sunbonnets are Mrs Hux-
ford's idea. She bought a piece of
pink calico and made sunbonnets for
all the girls; said she liked to see US in
the field"
Its an amazingly pretty sight"
agreed Neal as he went down the hill
beside her. "You are taking home
some of the strawberries
Eyes, to my mother. She is an in
valid Her failing health. combined
with lack of money, compelled me TO
abandon my art career" she explained
cheerfully.
THAT was a hardship" said Neal
sympathetically.
Sally laughed again.
at was at the time, but have found
out that my talents are more in the
domestic line than otherwise. l am
fortunate in finding it out in time. don't
you think so:"
"Brava" cried Neal. "And now tell
me, Miss Sally, is this your home that
we are approaching:'
Eyes, and there is mother on me
porch waiting for me. You will come
n and have a cup of tea with US, ME-
at will give me much pleasure" ne
said. so emphatically that they bo'h
aughed with some sudden knowledge
# good fellowship.
Sally led him to the porch and intro
lUced him to the sweet faced niue
ady who was her mother and theh
he disappeared while Neal talked 10
drs. Bemis.
Mrs. Bemis declared that she ane
Zeal fell in love with each other long
efore Neal fell in love with Sally. but
hey all agreed that it didn't matter III
he least 50 long as Neal and saiF
we're married and lived happily ever
fter
II you ever see Neal Whitcomb's Ia.
nous painting He Loves Me-he
owes Me Not" showing a pink sun
onneted girl telling her fortune IN
aisy field you viii recognize the love
= girl stripping the petals from tue
aisy as Miss Sally BemiS, ond those
rho know will add that she is me
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