he wrote her that he wore her hare over his hart -- " and he stole it, " cecily threw passionately over her shoulder at mr. perkins -- that her eyes were so sweet and lovely that he could n't find words nice enuf to describ them, that he could never forget how butiful she had looked in prar meeting the evening before, and that some meels he could n't eat for thinking of her, with more to the same effect and he signed it " yours till deth us do part, cyrus brisk. "