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Young Peggy McQueen.

On a Sweet May Morning.

Peggy McQueen was all alone on this beautiful morning in early spring. Only a child in years, for not a month over twelve was Peggy. She stood there, leaning on the half-door of her own little caravan, and gazing dreamily out and away across the sea, the sunshine on her shapely arms--bare to her well-rounded shoulders were they, for she was not yet quite dressed--sunshine on her rosy cheeks and lips, and sunshine trying to hide itself in the floating masses of her auburn hair.

Calm and lovely though the sea was to-day, with its blues and its opals and its patches of silver--silver borrowed from the sun--this little lass was not at this moment thinking of the sea at all, much though she loved it at most times.

Peggy was wondering if she might venture.

"What do you think, Ralph?" she said, kneeling down to throw her arms round the neck of a great blood-hound who lay on a goat-skin on the floor, his long, silken ears trailing down at each side of his noble head like some fair lady's tresses, his eyes turned up to his mistress's face.

Ralph gave his strong tail an almost imperceptible waggle.

"I think," he seemed to say, "it is folly to be out of bed for three hours yet. Better go back."

Peggy glanced at a companionable little clock that ticked on her morsel of a dressing-table, beneath the dimity-bedecked looking-glass. The hands were pointing to half-past four. Very early, surely, for a little maiden to be out of bed!

But Peggy McQueen knew right well what she was about. This was the first day of May, and all around the camp the green grass was bespangled with dew. Is it not a fact, that if a young girl dips her face in the dews of this merry morning, she will be sweet and beautiful all the glad year?

Nobody in his senses would think of denying this.


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