YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



She came and stood over me, looking 

 down on the ruin I had wrought, very 

 stern and stately, in her silken gown and 

 embroidered cloak, all in black. 



'Oh, Fairy, Fairy!' she exclaimed re- 

 proachfully, ' I shall have to punish you 

 now, for your own good!' 



And taking a slender little bamboo cane, 

 which had a small ivory boot on top for a 

 handle, she held up the ruined relics of my 

 sport to my trembling gaze, and gave me a 

 few little stinging blow r s with the slender 

 part of the cane, as I cowered under the 

 protecting arch of the basket. I remember 

 now how the jet beads on her embroidered 

 cloak shook and glistened as she raised her 

 plump gloved hand to punish me. And I 

 never loved to see her in that cloak again. 

 She went and took it off, and the rustling 

 gown, and came back in the soft blue dress 

 she wore when first I saw her, and picking 

 me up from my basket, she gathered me to 

 her breast, and rocked and soothed me, for 

 I shook with grief and fear, and my breath 

 came and went in little quivering sobs. 



'I am afraid you will spoil it all, with 

 babying her so much, mother; really we 

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