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"NANCY PANSY/ 5

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it TV T A N C Y P A N S Y " was what Middleburgh called her,
| ^ though the parish register of baptism contained

nothing nearer the name than that of one Anne,
daughter of Baylor Seddon, Esq., and Ellenor his wife.
W hatever the register may have thought about it, “ Nancy
Pansy p> was what Middleburgh called her. and she looked so

much like a cherub, with her great eyes laughing up at you
and her tangles blowing all about her dimpling pink face,
that Dr. Spotswood Hunter, or "th e Old Doctor,1' as he
was known to Middleburgh, used to vow she had gotten out
of Paradise by mistake that Christmas Eve.
Nancy Pansy was the idol of the old doctor, as the old

doctor was the idol of Middleburgh, H e had given her a
doll baby on the day she was born, and he always brought
her one on her birthday, though, of course, the first three or
four which he gave her were of rubber, because as long as

she was a little tfirl she used to chew her doll after a most
cannibal-like fashion, she and H arry’s* puppies taking turn