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160 cae THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. grow so far above him and his life that he could never hope for more than perhaps a kindly place in her remem- brance. And yet—these after thoughts came in his quieter moments when the world was very beautiful and the sky like a jewel above the mountains—yet Dolores Johnson, the womanly girl he knew, was not one to so easily forget a friend, to so easily give place in her remembrance to another where once a friend had been. She was a noble woman, and could ennoble his life; why should he not at least make the attempt to win her for himself, for the quiet life among the stately mountains that had given her her nobility of thought, for the love he could give her—as true a love as any she could find in the world, he knew well. And then the words of hopelessness would return and sweep the other and braver words from his heart, and he would take up the bitter battle again with a face that was slowly changing even as the face of the girl he loved was slowly changing under the kindly words of the nurse, who was planning well for their unrest. But while these young people were living their lives and fighting their battles undreamed of by even their daily companions, Lemuel Johnson went often to see his brother, who grew civil to him after a while, though at first he was surly, and resented his brother’s long silence and neglect. Together they talked of the future, and laid many plans to be carried out as soon as Joe was a little better. Dr. Dunwiddie still positively affirmed that he would re- cover, but that this must needfully be slow, and Joe John- son was never possessed with patience enough to bear quietly much waiting. And as the days passed Dolores waited and waited, the dread fear shut in her heart, they would come for her father from the town. The subject of the mare was never mentioned among them; it had dropped out of the house as suddenly and completely as though death had touched it; that day Dora ~ gave her cousin a sketch of the feeling regarding it in the town, though not one of them understood the girl’s horror he comicbooks.com—