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: A Pair of Them by Raymond Evelyn Copeland Charles Illustrator - Friendship Juvenile fiction; Girls Juvenile fiction; Children with disabilities Juvenile fiction; Children of the rich Juvenile fiction; Sick children Juvenile fiction; Poor children Juvenile
Afterward 150
A PAIR OF THEM
WHERE THE HOUSES ARE BIG
"It's a queer kind of a name, though it suits you," observed the Gray Gentleman, thoughtfully. "How came you by it?"
Bonny-Gay flashed the questioner a smile, hugged Max closer and replied:
"I was born on a Sunday morning. That's how."
"Ah, indeed? But I don't quite understand."
"Don't you? Seems easy. Let's sit down here by 'Father George' and I'll explain. If I can."
The Gray Gentleman was very tall and dignified, yet he had a habit of doing whatever Bonny-Gay asked him. So he now doubled himself up and perched on the low curb surrounding the monument, while the little girl and the big black dog dropped easily down beside him. Then he leaned his head back against the iron railing and gazed reflectively into the face of the big bronze lion, just opposite.
Both the child and the man were fond of the wonderful lion, which seemed a mighty guardian of the beautiful Place, and he, at least, knew it to be a world-famous work of art. Bonny-Gay loved it as she loved all animals, alive or sculptured, and with much the same devotion she gave to Max. The park without either of these four-footed creatures would have seemed strange indeed to her, for they were her earliest playmates and remained still her dearest.
"Now you can tell me," again suggested the Gray Gentleman.
"It was Easter, too. All the people were going to the churches, the bells were ringing, the organs playing, and everything just beautiful. Nurse Nance began it, my mother says. 'For the child that is born on the Sabbath Day is lucky, and bonny, and wise, and gay.' But my father says there isn't any 'luck' and a child like me isn't 'wise,' so they had to leave them out and I'm only Bonny-Gay. That's all."
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