YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



slender neck far out of the carriage and 

 sniffed at the sweet perfume of the flower- 

 laden air for I had learned that people 

 loved flowers, so I loved them too. Papa 

 always liked to wear a rose in his button- 

 hole, and I would smell it and kiss it; then 

 mamma would fasten one in my collar, and 

 I felt very proud. She called the little white 

 rock-rose "Fairy's flower," because she said 

 it asked so little in the world to make it 

 bright and happy -- opening its shining 

 white heart in drought and heat. When 

 she fastened one in my collar, and I wore it 

 all the long summer day, it would shut its 

 little eye at night, and sleep while I slept; 

 but with the first rosy flush of morning over 

 the sea, when I waked, it would be opening ' 

 its little heart again, after the long night, 

 with never a drop of dew only what it could 

 store in its own little breast. 



Well, to go back to the picnic : there stood 

 Kitty, the dark dappled mare, seal-brown, 

 nearly black, with her shining coat and her 

 long tail almost sweeping the ground, for 

 neither the doctor nor papa ever thought of 

 such a cruel thing as chopping off the tail of 

 a beautiful horse and disfiguring and tor- 



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