She saw her father and her sisters went near them and suffered them to pat her back, and heard them admire her beauty. Her father reached her a tuft of grass, and she licked the out-stretched hand. She longed to make herself known to him and would have uttered her wish but. alas words were wanting. At length she bethought herself of writing, and inscribed her name---it was a short one---with her hoof on the sandShe saw her father and her sisters, went near them, and suffered them to pat her back, and heard them admire her beauty. Her father reached her a tuft of grass, and she licked the out-stretched hand. She longed to make herself known to him and would have uttered her wish; but, alas! words were wanting. At length she bethought herself of writing, and inscribed her name---it was a short one---with her hoof on the sand