|Newspaper Title||Illustrated Sydney News (NSW: 1881-1894)|
|Trove Title||A Girl Named Bobbie|
A Girl Named Bobbie,
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Across the long paddock the children went, Suds holding Bobbie's trembling hand, Bobbie holding Alfie's.
" Where o-o goin' to, Sally," s id the little boy, gazing wistfully behind him, and Suds, at the name, looked sharply at Bobbie, who crimsoned and bent.her proud
little head lower and lower.
The hall door was reached at last, and Suds Btrutted in. " I've got her, I've got her, father, Bertha, Ted-I've got her. She was there, and my bloodhound smelt her ; and, oh I I've got her, and another one, too 1" he shrieked, and all the family came rushing into the hail in greatest excite-
Poor little Bobbie Bank into a chair in a very agony of Bharne, and covered her face with her hands, not daring to look
"My little girl-mj-my poor little girl, where have you been ?" said the doc- tor in such a gentle, pitiful voice that the child broke down altogether.
" I-I thought I had- killed him," she Bobbed, and then all the mystery was cleared up, and they were very good and
gentle to her.
Not till she was quite rested and had had some tea would the doctor allow a question to be asked, and then he took her to his dear little untidy study, and kneel- ing beside his chair, with his hand gently stroking the rough curly hair, the girl poured out her story.
There was an interruption presently in i the shape o £ a lon ..-legged, dripping, wet
boy with a blue face and purple hands, and a long-legged, fair-haired bo? with a rosy, serene face and smiling ej es.
"Frank!'' ejeculated the poor little doctor, " Oh dear, oh dear, and now what is the matter? 1 thought we were going tc have a little peace at last."
" We went to Bolton Pond, father," said Bonnie. " Frank has been diving to see ii she was drowned,'* and be looked proudly at his shivering hero brother.
The doctor thought of the dirty slimy p^nd and shuddered involuntarily.
Bertha seo to you, Frank, my " he said, " you'd better go to bed I'll mix you a hot drink," and Frank / ed away towards the kitchen folio wee1 j he devoted Bonnie, who looked greatly
appointed that his father had not gon< I j the heroics he expected over this dis'
' of courage.
ne doctor looked at the little pool o] ter on the carpet that had trickled fron tm, boy's clothes, and sighed.
"Ile meant well, Roberta, my child," hi said, as he poured come brandy into J tumbler, " he meant well, mv dear, only i was a silly thing to do, and, oh dear, hi ) really must take a bath, that pond IB no 3 quite clean," and he Duetted over into th Ï kitchen followed by Bobbie.
But the kitchen was nearly deserted Bertha had marched Master Frank to be« 1 and hot blankets, and upstairs the Docto
followed him. Beside the dying ember oe the fire Bobbie discerned a smal cuddled up figure, and stoopini Idown, found Suds all in a sleepy littl
ueap with a big hideous looking fpw Pqueezed up lovingly to bim.
í( Sudé," she whimpered gently, and he opened hie eyeB drowsily.
" She found you," he murmured, *« she found you, I'm gointr to. call her . 'Tective Bobbie.' Oh, Bobbie, I am glad you're home ! ' "
(TO BE CONTINUAD.)