|Newspaper Title||Illustrated Sydney News (NSW: 1881-1894)|
|Trove Title||A Girl Named Bobbie|
A Girl Named Bobbie.
Two or three hours were passed pleasantly in the grounds, the elder boys Avent to look at the horses, Suds found his way to the poultry yard, and was lost to sight for some time, and Bonnie discovered a hutch of rabbits and was happy.
The two little girls walked up and down the paths, " telling their silly secrets," as Frank declared -when,, weary of the horses, he wanted to do something fresh, and saw the two in such deep conversation. " Let's go and walk up and down behind them, arm in arni, and mimic them," he suggested to Ted, who was nothing.loth, so the two crept stealthily up behind them.
/"When I'm grown "up," Midge was say- ing, " I shall go the theatre and balls every night, and never go to bed till 3 in the morning, and I shall always have my break- fast in bed-devilled kidneys and
" I don't think I'd like that." said Bobbie, " 'cause I always get sleepy by 9-no, I shall build a dear little cottage all over roses on Coogee beach, and have a jolly
little horse, and a lot of birds and dogs and -and things."
" Ila ! ha !" laughed the boys, " ha ! ha ! ho! ho! he! he!" .
" You.horrid boys," cried Bobbie, turning round with flashing eyes and stamping her foot. "Midge, they are the very horridest boys that eyer lived."
"When Tra grown up," mimicked Ted, but Midge laid her little hand on his arm. " Please, Teddie, don't," she pleaded, " and Bobbie doesn't mean you're horrid, either, let's go to dinner now, and afterwards we'll sit on the lawn and say what we'll do when we're grown up."
So a truce was proclaimed, and dinner passed off pleasantly, presided over by Madame, who maintained a chilling silence.
They played croquet and quoits, and all kinds of games after dinner, till "quite tired, and then Midge proposed they should all sit under the big sycamore on the lawn, and that .Bennett the footman should bring tea and cakes, and strawberries and cream out to them. The proposal was hailed with acclamation, and soon they were all resting and refreshing themselves.
" You begin, Dick, will you," said Midge, " what would you rather do and have and be, than anything in the world."
Dick, his back against the tree, was making rapid inroads upon the straw- berries, and seemed unwilling to delay to do much talking.
" I'd rather do what I am doing at pre- sent, have a kiss from Miss Hildegarde Laurayne, and be a special constable ; ask me no more," and he filled up his plate again.
Midge looked disappointed-" I thought you'd say something grand," she said " you next, Frank."
" I'd like to have a million books, be a pirate, and do many and bloody deeds, like the lion hunter," said Eranie, smacking his lips, and looking quite ferocious.
Midge was considerably shocked, though she made no remark, beyond reminding Ted
it was his turn.
" I'd like to be a special constable, too," said Ted, slowly, " and go for the strikers, I'd like to have a fight with bully Jones and lick, him, and I'd like to do sums and Latin exercises by machinery."
Bonnie declared he would like to be a
clergyman like his father, and have a pulpit and a white thing, and he'd like to do nothing but to look after white mice and
Bobbie's idea of happiness consisted, it seemed, in having any colored hair but red, being with ber father always, always, and never doing any sewing.
Midge thought the height of bliss would j
be having her own way in everything, « doing her hair up on top, and U
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" Why, there's the waggonette -u-. \ and madame beckoning," cried Bobbi* ;i gretfully.
" Quiclc Suds, dear, tell us yours,' - uti Midge, and Suds put his funny little h;\'<
on one side and looked very wise. " 1 >'¡¡,..
I'd like to be a fowl," he said, " a silver : Dorking like the one in there, and nobody Í boverin' about washin' me and doin' my ; hair." . (
Of course everyone laughed, and Suds ] looked offended. I
" A fowl's" better'ii bein' a pirate or a constabul, I can tell you," he remarked, witheringly.
" Yes, yes, Suds dear," said Midge sooth- ingly. "Now tell us what you'd like to
"A big -pond chock full of smashed parsnips, course, silly," he replied, and again grew offended at the laughter his answer
" Well just tell ns what you'd like to do, that's all, old man," said Dick.
" Kick you all and knock you down and
jump on you till you was al! quite deaded," ; he answered wrathfully.
And then hats and coats were put on,
good-byes reluctantly said, and soon tho j carriage load of children was speeding back to the Parsonage.
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