YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



the hall closet, and when I went in the sit- 

 ting-room, there was my little white basket. 

 How had it been spirited over from the 

 island ? She had lined it all new with lovely 

 blue, and covered cushion and all. I knew 

 I understood; I was to stay behind; there 



were all my little worldly goods. I crept in 

 and crossed my fore paws, and looked out 

 at them all with wistful eyes and listening 

 ears. I was too sad to be proud of my 

 beautiful face and form against the soft blue 

 background. 



Aunt Mary said I was a little beauty and 



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