Apples, Ripe and Rosy, Sir by Mary Catherine Crowley
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clear, strong voice, and plenty of self-confidence. She would not be
apt to get flustered. Annie Conwell, now, is a dear child; but perhaps she would be timid, and it would spoil the whole play if the Queen should break down." After school the little girls were invited into the Graduates' class-room; and, although not a word of the drama had yet been written, the principal parts were then and there assigned. Lucy Caryl was to have the opening address, Annie as many lines as she would undertake, and so on. Abby was delighted to find that she was chosen for the most prominent _role_. She ran all the way home, and skipped gaily into the house and up to the sitting-room, where Mrs. Clayton was sewing. "O mother!" she exclaimed, tossing off her hat and throwing her books upon the table, "we are to have a lovely drama at our school, and I'm to be the May-Queen!" IV "Just think, Larry!" said Abby to her brother, when he came home after a game of ball, "I'm to be Queen of May!" "You!" he cried, in a disdainful tone. "Yes, indeed! And why not? I'm sure I don't see why you should look so surprised. I've been chosen because I can speak and act the best in |
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