Show BURGESS BEDTIME STORIES I LITTLE MISS CURIOSITY IS LOST LOSTy By y Thornton W. W 4 Burgess Who Vho happy Is will b content by fate tate he may be sent Old Old Mother Nature Little Miss Curiosity the young Chuck whom Farmer Browns Brown's Boy had taken home was quite satisfied She liked the kitchen She liked Mother Brown The only thing there was Wa Black Pussy the Cat and the Little Chuck didn't worry much about Black Pussy Pu y She had given Black Pussy a bad scare care and now Black Pussy was most mat respectful She kept her distance I wonder if 1 this Is the Great World that Mother used to tell about said Little Miss Mias Curiosity to herself Moth Mother er used to say ray that some day I would go out Into the Great World and there I would have to get gee my own living I dont don't have to get it here it Is brought to me This was true of course Farmer Browns' Browns Boy used to bring in lettuce and radish tops and beet tops and carrot tops and pieces of carrot and clover clover all all of them goodies which a healthy Chuck dearly loves But this wasn't all all goodness goodness not nol no I Whenever Little Miss Curiosity wanted a cookie all she had to do was to sit up If she would sit up and squeal Mother Brown would drop everything and go get her Iter hera Itera a cookie Mother Browns Brown's cookies were famous farrow No wonder that the L LJ J 1 a tl r t f fr fe e e e r little Chuck loved them Mother Brown was said to make the finest cookies in n all the country round So Little Miss Curiosity was very Cry happy In her h r new home Farmer Browns Brown's Boy had fixed a anice anice anice nice box with a hole In one end nd and this had been put behind the stove Into it Little Miss Curiosity had car car- carried carried carried ried a lot of papers which she had torn up She dearly loved to tear up papers and when they were torn up they made mad a very nice nce bed So all In all Little Miss Curiosity was very hap hap- py I suppose she was a sort of prisoner but she didn't know It She no longer lonser ran when Farmer Browns Brown's Boy came near her She had learned not to be afraid of thoss thess two legged creatures In fact she was very fond of Farmer Browns Brown's Boy and Mother Brown She liked to be picked up and petted She was just as full of curiosity as ever Whenever a 0 door was left open she would slip through and go exploring Many a hunt did Farmer Browns Brown's Boy have when she sad slipped away in this manner At last one day Little Miss Curi Curl Curiosity Curiosity was not to be found Farmer Browns Brown's Boy had come In from his work and as usual went to look for fer ferher her behind the stove lie He loosed looked In InI InI inI I I dont don't see how she could have han answered Mother Brown her box She w wasn't there He looked all over the kitchen but couldn't find her Then searched he-searched he- he the other rooms He even went upstairs and hunted He hunted high and he hunted law low everywhere that she could go There was no Little Miss Curi Curl Then Mother Brown joined In Inthe Inthe inthe the hunt That little Chuck had dis dis- appeared She must have gotten out said Farmer I Browns Brown's Boy sorrowfully She must have gotten out and run runaway runaway away ay I dont don't see lice how she could have answered Mother Brown for I am sure that door wasn't left open once Nevertheless Farmer Browns Brown's Boy went outside and hunted all around the dooryard and looked In every place he could think of Not a trace of Lit Lit- Little Littie tie tle Miss did he find He really felt quite bad about it So did Mother Brown Bro I wouldn't have be be- believed be- be believed believed it said she I wouldn't have believed I should ever come to think so much of a woodchuck Why I feel as If Id I'd lost one of the family almost I dont don't see how she could possibly have gotten out but Ive I've look look- looked looked looked ed In every place In this house that I 1 Ican Ican can think of and she certainly Isn't here I hope no dog will ill get her And AndI I hope shell she'll know enough to stay right on our farm If she doesn't she Is likely to be shot and that would be dreadful Copyright 1927 by T. T W. W Burgess The next story Farmer Browns Brown's Boys Boy's Great Surprise |