Lord That She Might Be Safe. She

Healing Comes From The Healed; Not From The Physician.

When The Day Shall Come That We Do Part," He Said Softly, And Turned To Look At Me, "if My Last Words Are Not 'i Love You'-ye'll Ken It Was Because I Didna Have Time.

Ye Werena The First Lass I Kissed," He Said Softly. "but I Swear You'll Be The Last.

I Felt The Tributaries Of His Veins, Wished To Enter Into His Bloodstream, Travel There, Dissolved And Bodiless, To Take Refuge In The Thick Walled Chambers Of His Heart.

Oh, Womanly Sympathy, Love And Food?" I Said, Laughing. "don't Want A Lot, Do You?