The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-06-23
AM a bow named Felix.


have really got something to tell and tell
it, why people are always sure to appre-
shiate it. So it ought not to make any
difference whether l am ten years old or
under or over, because / have really got
something to tell, and | am going to tell it..
1t is about something that happened
lately and have to begin it by describing
the little girl that wheels the baby carridge
right by our house.
The first time that saw her it was about
FIVE o'clock in the afternoon, and / suppose
the reason noticed her then was because the
baby began to cry. When it did that you
see | watched her to see what she would do,
and was little surprised because she didn't
pay much attention to it. But the baby
kept on crying harder, so finely the little
girl stopped right there by the lilac bush and
took it out in her arms and began to rock it
on her showlder back and forth When she
did that, his head dropped back little till
his hair came right up close to hers. And
1t was queer, but you could see to look at
them that they were just exackly the same
color. The only difference was that his
WIS real rough and kerley and hers was soft
and smooth and hanging in quite straight
braid down her back.
/ looked at her and wondered if she was
The baby's sister, and then / noticed some
thing else. 1t was a little blue bow of
ribbun, something like badge, pinned on
the front of her dress. The reason it
seemed like badge was because there were
letters printed on the ribbun as if she be-
longed to a sussiety or something like that.
l didn't say anything about it though, but
instead | asked her what made the baby
cry 50 hard. She didn't really answer, and
then l noticed something else. And that
was that he wasn't such a very little baby,
either. He was as much as two years old
anyway | should say, and if she had put
him down on the sidewalk l am almost sure
he could have walked. But she didn't do
that She rocked him on her showlder a
little more and then she put him back In the
carridge and went along.
| looked at the blue ribbun again and
kind of wondered what it meant, so l fol-
lowed her a little ways to see where she
lived. And when she turned in as if she
mad got home l was surprised to see it was
just next to Harry Paines. Harry is some
body that is In the same class with me at
school. play with him sometimes, and he
was out there on the sidewalk riding on his
new vellossipede now. He didn't pay much
attention to the little girl with the baby,
and she wheeled the carridge round to the
back of the house and Harry Paine went
riding into his own back yard on his vellos-
sipede and l went with him.
There was a high stone wall running
along the side of his yard that separated it
from the yard next to it. Well it seemed as
if we hadn't any more than gotten into
Harry's ward before we heard something
that made us look up. 1t was like baby
CRYING, only it was real sharp and high as If
the other side of the wall and I looked at
Harry Paine to ask him what was the
matter and then he stopped.
We didn't hear any more then, either, 50
/. Harry let me ride his vellossipede little
while and then went home again. It was
lucky did, I guess, because it was supper
time when got there and there was compny
too. By the time was ready for it l was
Little late and Mother said she must apol-
ergize for me, and then they went on talking
again without paying much attention to
me-
I didn't pay much attention to them
either, until the lady sitting next to Farther
said something that made mo stop and
listen.
Yes, admit IT'S her braid of yellow hair
and her yellow-brown eyes that attract me
particularly, she said. And of course as
far as any risk goes, there's risk in adopting
any child, she said.
Mother spoke then and answered her.
But you surely aren't serius, Alice, she
said. Now you know perfeckfy well you
aren't thinking of adopting this little
nerse girl for minute.
All of them kind of laughed as If it was
a real funny idea anyway, but she answered
them q If she didn't think
Why, certainly I am, she said. She's
charming. And the very one I've been
looking for. / know all about her, too, she
said. OF course her antisedents haven't
always been above reproach, but what
would you expect, she asked. If she had
notoriusly proud liniedge behind her I
doubt if could have her for the asking.
That was the way she spoke and they all
looked at her and kind of smiled again.
That's true too, Alice, the lady next to