YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART 



ing at a great yellow-throated, green- 

 jacketed frog, who sat on a wide, cool, lily- 

 pad, blinking his golden eyes at us and call- 

 ing out "Cl-lunk-cl-lunk!" with such a 

 mysterious air, to call us back, every time 

 we started to leave him. He made merri- 

 ment for everybody with his social ways. 

 He would come up every morning to be fed, 

 and delighted to sit on the circular stone 

 edge of the pond and let the little folks 

 stroke his back gently with a lily bud, or 

 even their fingers, but if I got too interested 

 and tried to kiss him, he would give such 

 a great floperty-flump, splashing into the 

 water, that I would jump almost as high as 

 he did. 



Hearing voices, we looked up, to see 

 Beulah standing on the high stone steps at 

 the entrance, between the pillars, with the 

 flowers and vines framing in her lovely face 

 and form, while several steps below, a hand- 

 some young stranger, with uncovered head, 

 his dark eyes upraised to the blushing face 

 above him, was inquiring for the host and 

 hostess of Island Haven. 



Mamma told papa as soon as he came, 

 with such a voice and air of mystery that I 



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