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270 JOSE. Baumann arose and sauntered off among the scat- tered bodies of the slain. He had never, with any degree of assurance, nursed the hope that he should ever again encounter the features he called up in his mind whenever he went to sleep, and which con- stituted his heart’s sole happiness, and yet at the thought of returning to his old life it was asif he were compelled to bid a lasting adieu to hope and happiness. Eomichboo CS (E(0) m ~ iad