Madeline Brandeis

Little Jeanne of France Madeline Brandeis

The same world and the same country, France! Yet how different was this other grandchild's world from the world of little Margot! Little soft, comfy Margot in her billowy pink and lace down! Little soft, cuddly Margot, whom Grandmother took into her arms that day! All the while, she did not know about the other grandchild. That other grandchild did not have soft billowy pink and lace pillows on which to rest her head. That other grandchild did not have a grandmother's loving arms into which she could cuddle down. That other grandchild-but I must not talk of her. I must talk of Margot. For Margot was all that Grandmother Villard could talk about or even think of that day.