. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . said, when we heard the story of the rescue,that we had entertained a little four-footedangel unaware that pitiless night. 93 CHAPTER VIII My dog he had his masters nose, To smell a knave through silken hose; If friends or honest men go by,Welcome, quoth my dog and I! Old Wessex Sony. ANON. SKIPPUM, my first little chum, and Iknew an awful secret once. It beganin the pretty white cottage where helived and ended over in my house. Wetried to tell our mammas about it, but wecouldnt make them understa
. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . said, when we heard the story of the rescue,that we had entertained a little four-footedangel unaware that pitiless night. 93 CHAPTER VIII My dog he had his masters nose, To smell a knave through silken hose; If friends or honest men go by,Welcome, quoth my dog and I! Old Wessex Sony. ANON. SKIPPUM, my first little chum, and Iknew an awful secret once. It beganin the pretty white cottage where helived and ended over in my house. Wetried to tell our mammas about it, but wecouldnt make them understand, for theynever dreamed of such a secret. Skippums mamma had such a treasureof a maid, as she called her, who was sopretty and kind to the little babies, and whoalways met her mistress with a refreshingdrink of ice-cold lemonade, or somethingequally nice, when she came home fromriding or shopping, and brushed out herlong yellow tresses, and helped her dress sopatiently, and who loved to help adorn herwith all her prettiest jewels and make herlook so girlish and beautiful, that of course94 Y
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