20 LITTLE TRUDY 



be dressed, she couldn't be found. Tommy ran 

 over to our house to see if she were there, and 

 then he called, " Little Trudy, Little Trudy," so 

 loud that many small birds on the lawn flew up 

 in the air. 



Grandmother and I started out with him to help 

 find her. Even Peter knew something was wrong 

 and ran ahead barking. Tommy said she couldn't 

 walk as far as the woods, and she didn't like the 

 stream because it made her feet wet. It might be 

 that she had gone down in the meadow. 



We turned that way and walked quickly, shout- 

 ing, " Little Trudy." When we came to the 

 barbed-wire fence Grandmother turned back, say- 

 ing she would wait for us at Tommy's house. He 

 and I slipped under the fence though, and came 

 into the meadow next the woods. Here, we had 

 not gone very far, when we both saw something 

 white that looked like Little Trudy's dress. 

 Tommy called again and we ran on. When we 

 came closer we knew we had found her. She 

 was half sitting down on the ground, picking 

 Bluets. 



" Little Trudy get bunch of pretty flowers to 

 take to party," she said to Tommy. " Little 

 Trudy pick very fast." 



All over the meadow where she was sitting the 

 ground was blue with tiny flowers. Tommy calls 

 them Quaker Ladies, as well as Bluets ; but Little 

 Trudy, who doesn't yet know the names of flowers. 



