YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



while mamma slept for a few brief hours; 

 but sometimes, when the pain and loneli- 

 ness grew too great to bear, I would touch 

 her cheek softly with my little paw and give 

 just the gentlest, saddest cry to waken her, 

 for I could not even turn now without her 

 help. 



She would waken quickly and arise, and 



strive with all her power to ease my suffer- 

 ing. Often she would take me in her arms, 

 and go out and walk slowly with me, in the 

 cool of the summer midnight. I loved to 

 drag my little faltering steps to the lily-pond 

 and the fountain, and moisten my parched 

 throat with the sweet waters I loved so well. 

 Or, again, to stand in the moonlight, under 

 the great crimson-rambler roses by the stone 



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