"Of course I don't think the wishbone had really anything to do
with our getting Paddy back, but I'm glad I tried it, for all
that," remarked Cecily in a tone of satisfaction.
"Well, anyhow, we've got Pat and that's the main thing," said
Felix.
"And I hope it will be a lesson to him to stay home after this,"
commented Felicity.
"They say the barrens are full of mayflowers," said the Story
Girl. "Let us have a mayflower picnic tomorrow to celebrate
Paddy's safe return."
CHAPTER XII
FLOWERS O' MAY
Accordingly we went a-maying, following the lure of dancing winds
to a certain westward sloping hill lying under the spirit-like
blue of spring skies, feathered over with lisping young pines and
firs, which cupped little hollows and corners where the sunshine
got in and never got out again, but stayed there and grew mellow,
coaxing dear things to bloom long before they would dream of
waking up elsewhere.
'Twas there we found our mayflowers, after faithful seeking.
Mayflowers, you must know, never flaunt themselves; they must be
sought as becomes them, and then they will yield up their
treasures to the seeker--clusters of star-white and dawn-pink that
have in them the very soul of all the springs that ever were, re-
incarnated in something it seems gross to call perfume, so
exquisite and spiritual is it.
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