This one, that has showed the
wanderings of my poor little lost lamb so long, I shall keep for
myself."
"Will you take it, Dora, and some love, ever so much love, along
with it?" said Sunshine, trying to make her little offering in
somewhat the form she had heard from older people, but finishing
with a sudden clasp of her arms about Dora's neck, and a shower of
kisses, among which came the whispered words,--
"I love you ever and ever so much better than Cousin Tom does, Dora.
Be my little wife, and never mind him; won't you?"
CHAPTER XL.
THE WEDDING-DAY.
"MAKE haste, Mr. Sun, and get up! Don't you know it is my birthday,
and, what is better, it is Dora's wedding-day? So jump up, pretty
Sunny, and be just as bright as glory all day long!"
And the sun, hearing the appeal, stood suddenly upon the summit of
the distant hills, shooting playful golden arrows into the child's
merry eyes, and among her floating hair, where they clung glittering
and glancing; while to her mind he seemed to say,--
"Oh, yes, little namesake! I know all about it; and I promise you
sha'n't find me backward in doing my share towards the
entertainment. As for a glare of light, though, I know a trick worth
two of that, as you shall see.
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