YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



she is trying hard to tell us to take a ramble 

 so she may stretch her fleet limbs.' 



So I joyously led the way, and they de- 

 scended the long flight of steps leading down 

 the wooded bluff to an Oriental pavilion, 

 where the row-boat lay anchored and rock- 

 ing on the moon-lit waters. My resolve 

 was quickly taken, and before they could 

 recall me, I had made a flying leap and 

 landed in the pretty white boat. I sat de- 

 liberately down in the prow like a little 

 figure-head, as though, as a matter of course, 

 they must come also; there was nothing else 

 to do. 



'Of course we can't disappoint little 

 Fairy; she does so delight to row?' and 

 Beulah could not disagree. 



So the boat was pulled in, and Gaylord 

 had to carry Beulah a little way, because 

 the tide was so high against the high, grassy 

 bluff there was no dry footing, and the trees 

 cast a deep shadow right there. 



I watched and waited while he seated her 

 in the boat and drew her white ostrich-lined 

 cape around her fair shoulders and neck, 

 which were dazzling white, like chiseled 

 marble, in the moonlight. I could see with 



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