You Noticed That I Wore This Outfit

March Came In That Winter Like The Meekest And Mildest Of Lambs, Bringing Days That Were Crisp And Golden And Tingling, Each Followed By A Frosty Pink Twilight Which Gradually Lost Itself In An Elfland Of Moonshine.

People Told Her She Hadn't Changed Much, In A Tone Which Hinted They Were Surprised And A Little Disappointed She Hadn't.

Dogs Want Only Love But Cats Demand Worship.

Most Things Are Predestined, But Some Are Just Darn Sheer Luck, Said Roaring Abel.

You See," She Concluded Miserably, "when I Can Call Like That To Him Across Space--i Belong To Him. He Doesn't Love Me--he Never Will--but I Belong To Him.