I am always thinking of the days when he held me tight in those big, strong arms of his,--and that's what makes me shiver.

I adored being in his arms.
I shall never forget.

People said that he would never amount to anything.
They said that he was too strong to work and all that sort of thing.

He didn't think much of himself, but I _know_ he would have come through all right.

He is the best of his breed, I can tell you that.