YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



afraid she sha'nt go;" and she showed him 

 how still I lay, to let her shut me in the dark 

 bag. Then she took me out, and I tried to 

 lift up the corner of the lunch-basket, to 

 climb in there, so as to be sure to be aboard 

 somewhere. 



Papa said, " Give me poor little Fairy's 

 blanket; I will put it on her, then she will 

 know she is going, and rest easy.' 



He said his fingers were all thumbs, and I 

 kissed him so wildly, and waggled my little 

 body so fast, he had hard work to find the 

 pretty buttons, but finally we were all ready, 

 and were soon aboard the rushing train, 

 flying away down to the sea-side. 



I lay good and still on the seat beside 

 papa, or sat up to see the trees and farm- 

 houses flying past, or turned around to look 

 back at the people in the car. The tired 

 little babies in their mothers' arms would 

 stop fretting and reach their little hands out 

 to me I never met a little child who did 

 not love me and reach out to pat my silky 

 head with its chubby hands. 



As the train got nearer and nearer the 

 station for our dear island I would fly up, 

 every time the train-man called out, and lap 

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