See
those little books? Aren't they wee?" and he handed the boy a set of
three little books, six inches by four in size, beautifully bound in
half levant. They were his "Autocrat" in one volume, and his
better-known poems in two volumes.
"This is a little fancy of mine," he said. "My publishers, to please
me, have gotten out this tiny wee set. And here," as he counted the
little sets, "they have sent me six sets. Are they not exquisite
little things?" and he fondled them with loving glee. "Lucky, too, for
me that they should happen to come now, for I have been wondering what
I could give you as a souvenir of your visit to me, and here it is,
sure enough! My publishers must have guessed you were here and my mind
at the same time. Now, if you would like it, you shall carry home one
of these little sets, and I'll just write a piece from one of my poems
and your name on the fly-leaf of each volume. You say you like that
little verse:
"'A few can touch the magic string.'
"Then I'll write those four lines in this volume.
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