"No'm, not now," said Fay, "if you'll find a little girl who'll take real good care of her—her name's ' Susy.'"
"Well, did you ever!" said Grandma Rogers. " Here's jest the place for Susy, she can set right here in Miss Blout's bunnit as snug as a bug."
"Wait a minute, Mrs. Rogers," said Miss Bliss, and taking a pencil she wrote on a little slip of paper, "My name is Susy, and I should like to go to some little girl who will take good care of me." This she read and pinned the slip on Susy's pretty dress when she was safely seated in "Miss Blout's bunnit," in which odd carriage, made of roses and ribbons, Susy started on her long journey to Tougaloo. Her little mother, Fay, would like some day to get a letter from Susy's new mother, though she has not yet heard from her.
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