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Image from page 315 of "Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy" (1904)

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Title: Yours with all my heart : her own story, as told by the beautiful Italian gazelle-hound Fairy

Year: 1904 (1900s)

Authors: Baxendale, Esther M

Subjects: Dogs

Publisher: Boston : L.C. Page

Contributing Library: New York Public Library

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and com-forted me, in my sore distress. Or is there something yet to come, From all our science still concealed,About the patient creature dumbA secret yet to be rerealed ? A happy secret still behind Yet for the mute creation storedWhich suffers, though it never sinned,And loves and toils without reward ? ELIZABETH CHARLES. I would hurry, of my own accord, into myclear doctors office-room, while old Spor-tum and the handsome new dog, Donnie,with his shining brown-and-black brindledcoat, with white dress front, and four whitestockings, sat sorrowfully by. I would climb on his table, and lie downupon my back before the doctor, and foldmy little fore paws across my heart, so pa-tiently, and look up in his face with such 297 YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART faith and trust, and kiss the hand that soughtto aid me, though it had to give me pain,that often his eyes were dim with tears ashe dressed my wounded breast, and auntMary and poor mamma, who sat beside toaid him, could not restrain their own.

 

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Aunt Mary had made me three pretty little harnesses of white strapping, with small gilt buckles, to hold the dressing in place, because she said I was too beautiful to wear anything unsightly, and every day I had on a fresh one. When the dressing was nearly complete, the doctor would say: Little Fairy will never, never scold her 298 YOURS WITH ALL MY HEART dear old doctor, cause she knows he canthelp hurting a little bit. Now the doctorsgoing to say Roily-poly! pretty soon, prettysoon. Thus his playful words helped me bearthe long ordeal, for I knew he was about toroll me gently over, and buckle the last littlegilt buckle. Then I would spring on myfeet and put my little arms around his neck,in joyful gratitude, and try to smile throughmy pain, out of my great brown eyes.

 

 

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