YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



"Don't you remember, Aleck, how the 

 people on the street would stand stock still 

 and stare at the little beauty when he had 

 just come out of his bath, that perfect snow- 

 white ? I used to part his wavy curls way 

 down his back, and trim the hair close on 

 his dainty little pink feet and ankles, so 

 they made such a delicate contrast. 



"Just think of him as he used to look, dis- 

 puting the sidewalk with a dozen tame white 

 geese! And don't you remember that icy 

 winter morning, when he charged down the 

 public square on a couple of Billy-goats 

 how he slid bump up to their little bunting 

 heads before he could stop himself, on the 

 glare of ice ? What a picture it made, and 

 what a contrast! How everybody laughed, 

 and lots tumbled down in the melee, all 

 agape at Flossie, instead of watching their 

 own footing. Just think, Aleck, that was 

 twenty years ago! I don't suppose sheep, 

 and goats, and tame geese are quite so 

 plenty in the streets of the Quaker City now.' 



But it seemed that, as little Flossie grew 

 older and lost his puppy bravado, his fine 

 nature showed itself in extreme sensitiveness 

 to harsh sounds, and when they brought him 



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