. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . merry peal every-body had to laugh with her. She had such lovely gowns, too, they allagreed. One, the color of her eyes, wTascut away square from her full white neck,with soft laces just shading it. Her gownswere all so simply made and she looked sosweet in everything; mamma said she waslike an old-time portrait of some fair lady,off a castle wall. They gave Beulah the bridal chamber,as they called it, with its big round bay ofseven windows, looking out over the room was all in white, like
. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . merry peal every-body had to laugh with her. She had such lovely gowns, too, they allagreed. One, the color of her eyes, wTascut away square from her full white neck,with soft laces just shading it. Her gownswere all so simply made and she looked sosweet in everything; mamma said she waslike an old-time portrait of some fair lady,off a castle wall. They gave Beulah the bridal chamber,as they called it, with its big round bay ofseven windows, looking out over the room was all in white, like the snow,with white silk embroidered draperies, andwhen she had adorned it with all her picturesand girlish notions, mamma and I used tolove to glance in and see her sleeping in therosy morning light, the sweetest picture ofall, her golden hair flowing carelessly over 247 YOURS AVITH ALL MY HEART the pillow, her long, fringed lashes restinglightly over her delicately tinted cheeks,like a sleeping sea-nymph. How I loved to be sent to kiss her hand,to wake her, and watch for the first peep of. her laughing eyes from under their fringycurtains. I used to feel she was all my veryown. But one day a stranger came between us, and my little heart was forlorn and hurt at first, and I eyed him askance. Mamma and I were down by the big lily-pond, look- 248 YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART ing at a great yellow-throated, green-jacketed frog, who sat on a wide, cool, lily-pad, blinking his golden eyes at us and call-ing out Cl-lunk-cl-lunk! with such amysterious air, to call us back, every timewe started to leave him. He made merri-ment for everybody with his social wrould come up every morning to be fed,and delighted to sit on the circular stoneedge of the pond and let the little folksstroke his back gently w^ith a lily bud, oreven their fingers, but if I got too interestedand tried to kiss him, he would give sucha great floperty-flump, splashing into thewater, that I would jump almost as
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