Its funny to think of baking a locket , but it was n't to eat . She was my great granma but Ill call her granma for short . It happened when she was ten years old . Of course she wasent anybodys granma then . Her father and mother and her were living in a new settlement called Brinsley . Their nearest naybor was a mile away . One day her Aunt Hannah from Charlottetown came and wanted her ma to go visiting with her . At first granma 's ma thought she couldent go because it was baking day and granma 's pa was away . But granma wasent afraid to stay alone and she knew how to bake the bread so she made her ma go and her Aunt Hannah took off the handsome gold locket and chain she was waring round her neck and hung it on granmas and told her she could ware it all day . Granma was awful pleased for she had never had any jewelry . She did all the chores and then was needing the loaves when she looked up and saw a tramp coming in and he was an awful villenus looking tramp . He dident even pass the time of day but just set down on a chair . Poor granma was awful fritened and she turned her back on him and went on needing the loaf cold and trembling -- that is , granma was trembling not the loaf . She was worried about the locket . She did n't know how she could hide it for to get anywhere she would have to turn round and pass him . All of a suddent she thought she would hide it in the bread . She put her hand up and pulled it hard and quick and broke the fastening and needed it right into the loaf . Then she put the loaf in the pan and set it in the oven . The tramp hadent seen her do it and then he asked for something to eat . Granma got him up a meal and when hed et it he began prowling about the kitchen looking into everything and opening the cubbord doors .
Then he went into granma 's mas room and turned the buro drawers and trunk inside out and threw the things XXXXX them all about .
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