MOTHER BUYS BETTY A NEW HAT
One day Mother read some verses to Bobby and Betty.
She read “Little Blue Apron.”
“Is that ‘Little Blue Apron’?” asked Betty.
“Yes, dear,” answered Mother. “If I don’t get you a new hat soon, you will be like ‘Little Blue Apron.’”
“I like ‘Little Blue Apron,’” said Betty.
“But I should like to have a new hat, Mother.”
“I will get you a hat,” said Mother. “We will go to the milliner’s shop today.”
When afternoon came, Mother said, “Bobby, be a good boy. Stay and play with baby.”
Then Mother and Betty went down the street to the milliner’s shop.
When they reached the shop, they stood and looked at the hats in the window.
“Those are ladies’ hats,” said Mother. “Let’s go in.”
“Do you wish a hat for yourself, Madam?” asked the milliner.
“Not today,” answered Mother. “Please show us some hats for little girls.”
“That is a pretty hat,” said Betty.
“It’s pretty, but it won’t wear well,” said Mother.
“How do you like this hat?” asked the milliner.
“That is better,” said Mother. “I like the shape.”
“It’s very becoming,” said the milliner when she put the hat on Betty’s head.
“How do you like it, Betty?” asked Mother.
“I like it,” answered Betty.
“It’s a nice hat for a little girl,” said Mother. “It will match your dress.”
“Will you buy it for me, Mother?” asked Betty.
“Yes, dear,” answered Mother.
Mother paid the milliner for the hat.
The milliner put the hat in a paper bag and handed it to Mother.
“Thank you,” said the milliner. “Come in again.”
“Thank you,” said Mother. “We shall be glad to come again.”
On the way home, they stopped at a candy store. Mother bought three sticks of candy.
Then Mother and Betty went home to Bobby and baby Billy.
For study and play:
“Little Blue Apron,
Never a hat.
How do you manage
To do like that?”
“Why, what is the use
Of a hat?” said she.
“You never wear hats
When you’re by the sea.”
—An Old Story Book
H was a hat
Which was all on one side;
Its crown was too high,
And its brim was too wide.
Oh, what a hat!
V was a veil
With a border upon it,
And a ribbon to tie it
All round a pink bonnet
Pretty green veil!
—Edward Lear
