. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . en,with bits of sugar frosting from the cake. I sat very still and ate what they gave me,and looked from one to another and triedto smile my approval out of my loving eyes,which they said were like a does, as themerry jest went round, for I caught at themeaning of nearly everything. My heartfairly brimmed over with joy when littleflaxen-haired, blue-eyed Violet, the littlegirl guest of the occasion, whispered: Isnt Fairy the sweetest darling of all,mamma ? All arose refreshed from that sylvanboard
. Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy . en,with bits of sugar frosting from the cake. I sat very still and ate what they gave me,and looked from one to another and triedto smile my approval out of my loving eyes,which they said were like a does, as themerry jest went round, for I caught at themeaning of nearly everything. My heartfairly brimmed over with joy when littleflaxen-haired, blue-eyed Violet, the littlegirl guest of the occasion, whispered: Isnt Fairy the sweetest darling of all,mamma ? All arose refreshed from that sylvanboard; then came the restful ride homewTardin the cool of the day, the supper at sun-down, the quiet watching of the westernglow over the sea, as I curled, a little lumpof contentment, in aunt Marys, lap. I al-ways tried to show her my great love by244 YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART sitting in her lap, even in preference tomammas, when she was our guest, but Iwould run over, now and then, and givemamma a reassuring kiss. So the sun sankon another beautiful anniversary day of lifeand love, hope and 245 CHAPTER XVI .. THEREFORE to this dog will I,Tenderly not scornfully, Render praise and favor:AA7ith my hand upon thy head;Is my benediction said Therefore and forever!ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING. I DEARLY loved all the guests whocame to Island Haven, and especiallyone sweet young girl, who always lovedand petted me. She was tall and fair, andhad beautiful dark blue eyes, with long,curling dark brown lashes; some thoughther eyes were black, but that was only inthe shadow. I knew they were a deeppansy blue, like mammas garden violets;blue hearts-ease was the old-fashionedname for the flower, but it was wrhisperedaround as a secret that Beulahs beautifuleyes brought unrest to some brave hearts. Her thick, wavy hair had golden glints init when the sun struck across it, and all the246 YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART little stray locks curled up in cunning ring-lets in the moist sea air. Mamma said
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