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perfectly sure_ he wouldn't mind, because you know how I _love_ Uncle John, even if I am just the least bit afraid of him, and I'm sure that is natural when you think what a goose I am.)" Margaret paused, laughing, to throw her arms around her uncle, and tell him that this was "Peggy's hug;" then she went on: "I was so glad to get your last letter, and to hear all about dear, darling Fernley, and Uncle John, and Elizabeth and Frances, and all the funny things those funny children have been doing. Margaret, they are almost exactly like us children when we were their age. I never began to think about growing up till I read about how they carry on, and then saw that we didn't act so any more, Jean, and Flora, and I. Jean is younger than me, of course, but she's more grown up, I really think. I think you must have a lovely time, now that--well, you said I mustn't call names, and so I won't, but I know just exactly what kind of a person she was, Margaret, and _so do you_, and you can't deny it, so now! "Margaret, of course I do feel rather scared about school, for I am still very ignorant, and I suppose all the girls will know about forty thousand times as much as I do, and they will call me stupid, and I know I am; but I mean to be brave, and remember all the things you have said, and mother has helped me, too, oh, a lot, and she says she just wishes she had had the chance when she was a girl, and I know now just how she feels. And then when I come home, you see, I can teach the little girls, and that will be great. But I never shall try to teach them spelling, or history, for you know I cannot; and I cannot remember to this day who Thomas a Bucket was, and why they called him that. "Hugh came in just now, and I asked him that, and he laughed, and said Thomas a Bucket was certainly pale before they got through with him. I don't know what he means, but he says you will, so I write it down. Good-bye, dearest, darling Margaret. Give heaps and oceans and lots of love to Uncle John, and most of all to your own darling self, from
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