"Nurse, what is the name of that pretty creature you have in your
hand? What bright eyes it has! What a soft tail - just like a gray
feather! Is it a little beaver?" asked the Governor's little
daughter, as her nurse came into the room where her young charge,
whom we shall call Lady Mary, was playing with her doll. Carefully
sheltered against her breast, its velvet nose just peeping from
beneath her muslin neckerchief, the nurse held a small gray-furred
animal, of the most delicate form and colour.
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