El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-10-06

- ECKIE! Beckie. Where are
your" called Mrs Stubtail the
IL nice bear lady, as she came TO
the front door Of the hollow log where
she lived and looked up and down the
woodland. "Beckie stubtail. want
your
All right, mother. I'm coming" an
swered voice
through the trees, kicking aside the
dried leaves that had fallen of, for
winter was coming
what is il YOU want, MOTHER asked
Beckie. 4 was playing dolls with 81
sic LittIetail, the rabbit girl, ana II
you want me to 60 TO the store she viii
come with me"
NO. Beckie, don't want you to 90
to the store this time" answered MS
Stubtail. 7 want you TO take some
honey cakes to our good friend, MI
Whifewash, the polar bear gentleman
He is down in DR.. Possum's hospital
Won know. where he went to have a
sharp thorn taken out Of his foot MI
Whitewash is nearly well and he can
come back home to US next week But
I know he'll like some OF these fresh
honey cakes have just made
I'm sure he will mother- SPOKE
Beclxfe. sort Of smacking her own lips
and saying Yum yum softly-
i
Yourself. Beckie" said Mrs Stuotail
with a smile. Here is one for you
Now YOU run in and put on clean
dress. for want you to look nice when
YOU 20 TO DR.. POssum's hospital
And may I wear my new nat noun
err" Beckie asked I'll be very careful
of it, and I want to look special extra
nice when I 20 to the hospital"
Yes. wear your new hat, SAID mrs
StubtaiL But don't get II solled, tor II
4 hmHa
put the honey cakes in a little basket
for you"
So becky, the little bear girl. dressed
herself in her best, even to putting on
her new hat, and soon, with a little pas
ket Of cakes on her paw, off she started
through the woods for Dr.. Postum
hospital
The hospital was a great. big hollow
stump. much larger than Uncle VICE.
Tvs hollow stump bungalow, and IN II
Dr. Possum took care Of such Of the III
animals as could not well be taken care
of in their own nests, burrows or IN
derground houses, wherever they lived
Beclzie was going along very nicely
chewing on a honey cake her mother
had given her for herself, and she was
thinking how glad Mr.. Whitewash, the
polar bear gentleman. would be 10 get
his cakes. because all bears are very
fond Of honey, you know Beckie was
thinking Of all these things, when all al
rather dismal part Of the woods, she
heard a rUstling in the bushes and a
cracking in the dried leaves. and a
voice cried.
"Oh, no. There she goes, Now I'll get
her, sure"
"Oh, NY" thought poor little Beckie
Stubtail That must be the bad fox
who so often chases Uncle Wiggily.
He's seen me and wants the honey
cakes I have for Mr.. Whitewash.
must rum
So Beckie started TO run and a voice
called after her
wait! Don't run, Wait little bear
girl"
las if I would wait and be caughtH
said Beckie 10 herself, and she ran all
the faster And then-oh, how sorry ]
am that I have to tell iti-then, all at
once, Beclzie stumbled and rolled down
hill Just like Jack and Jill
over and over she rolled, the honey
cakes spilling out Of her basket, and
worse than that, her new. best Sunday
go-tO-meeting hat slipped from her
head and Beckie rolled right over II
The little bear girl was so heavy that
she crushed her hat and tore off the
flowers and ribbons and buttons and