Marjorie's Maytime by Carolyn Wells
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"No," returned King, "we didn't fix things up ahead much, we thought we'd
just make up as we went along. I'll crown Flossy Flouncy, and Flip, you crown Marjorie,--that'll be all right." The other members of the Royal Family took seats on rustic benches, and the two Queens mounted their thrones. The bowers were pretty, and as they stood side by side, framing the smiling Queens, it was a pretty picture. "I hate to stop the proceedings," said Miss Hart, "but I think I must run over and get my camera, and take a snap-shot of this Coronation." "All right," said King, agreeably, "we'll wait. We'll sing a song while you're gone, and you can skip over and back in no time." So while the children sang the "Star Spangled Banner," Miss Hart ran across the street, and came back with her camera. "Better wait until they get their crowns on," suggested Kitty, "they'll look a heap queenlier then." So the coronation ceremony proceeded. The King and the Prince advanced majestically to the thrones, bearing the crowns on their cushions. "Who'll make the speech?" asked the King. "You may," said Flip, politely. "No, you're better at it than I am. Well, we'll each make one. You can begin." |
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