YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



Then to-morrow -- yes, to-morrow Buf- 

 falo Bill and his "Wild West Show" was 

 coming. He'd got that on his hands, the 

 whole thing! And sure enough, when papa 

 and mamma were driving through a side 

 street for safety, with their nervous Topsy, 

 what was that fluffy white ball, bounding 

 ahead of all that bristling array of down- 

 sweeping horns and trampling hoofs ? It 

 was their own Babe, leading Buffalo Bill's 

 bisons! 



For a week or so his attention was di- 

 verted by the completion of the first line of 

 horse-railroad past papa's door, and he ran 

 ahead of the big road-roller which was re- 

 pairing the street on either side, assuming 

 command of all operations, till mamma was 

 in terror lest his little life be blotted out, a 

 martyr to curiosity. 



But when the very first new shining horse- 

 car went jingling up the hill to the westward, 

 on the short line, Babe sat thoughtfully down 

 upon the curbstone, motionless, save now 

 and then a wise bob of his little curly head, 

 as he cast his best and biggest eye to the 

 right, for the return of this splendid two- 

 horse chariot put on the road, no doubt, 



73 



