I'm going to carve one on the tree, here by this last notch under the date.

It will be quite neat and symbolical, don't you think?
A sort of 'when this you see remember me' hieroglyphic.

It will remind you of the long discussions we've had on the subject since we read 'Abdallah' together." He dug away in silence for a moment, then said, "It's queer how you happened to find that just now, for last night I came across a verse about one, that made me think of you, and I learned it on purpose to say to you--sort of a farewell wish, you know." "Spouting poetry is a new accomplishment for you, Bobby," said Lloyd, teasingly.

"I certainly want to hear it.

Go on." She looked down to thrust the stem of the clover through the silver arrow that fastened her belt, and waited with an expectant smile to hear what Limerick or nonsense jingle he had found that made him think of her.