Lady Lee 45 



Her eyes, once so fiery, were slowly losing their 

 lustre. Her head, always so proud, lay feebly upon 

 the turf. But she still acknowledged the caresses 

 we bestowed, and her glance still spoke her affection. 

 We bowed our heads upon the poor dumb face ; 

 and so, surrounded by loving human friends, and 

 without a struggle, the life spirit of Lady Lee 

 departed. 



