All hers, for lovingly she holds A yellow packet in her hand, Whose ancient, faded script proclaims Her title to this spreading land.
"Songs Ysame"
Annie Fellows Johnston Albion Fellows Bacon
The boys saw the old man's eyes filled with tears as he handed it over and Billy, as he saw the inscription on it, in a quaint, old-fashioned script, realized why.
"The Boy Aviators in Africa"
Captain Wilbur Lawton
Thereupon, from the little pocket of her blouse, which had held the pebble, the teacher took a folded paper, closely covered with her neatest script, and read therefrom paragraphs which alternately plunged her pupil into despair or exalted him to extravagant delight.
"The Brass Bound Box"
Evelyn Raymond