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And
ice
cream
made
by
lovely
Peg
,
A
Mont
Blanc
in
a
pail
.
Their
dearest
love
my
makers
laid
Within
my
breast
of
snow
.
Accept
it
,
and
the
Alpine
maid
,
From
Laurie
and
from
Jo
.
How
Beth
laughed
when
she
saw
it
,
how
Laurie
ran
up
and
down
to
bring
in
the
gifts
,
and
what
ridiculous
speeches
Jo
made
as
she
presented
them
.
"
I
’
m
so
full
of
happiness
,
that
if
Father
was
only
here
,
I
couldn
’
t
hold
one
drop
more
,
"
said
Beth
,
quite
sighing
with
contentment
as
Jo
carried
her
off
to
the
study
to
rest
after
the
excitement
,
and
to
refresh
herself
with
some
of
the
delicious
grapes
the
‘
Jungfrau
’
had
sent
her
.
"
So
am
I
,
"
added
Jo
,
slapping
the
pocket
wherein
reposed
the
long
-
desired
Undine
and
Sintram
.
"
I
’
m
sure
I
am
,
"
echoed
Amy
,
poring
over
the
engraved
copy
of
the
Madonna
and
Child
,
which
her
mother
had
given
her
in
a
pretty
frame
.
