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78 THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. os : The girl was glad ina half listlessly realizing fashion — that night had come; the night was a friend to her; a near companion; it wrapped her in its close clasp, soothing and caressing her. Once or twice young Green came out to speak a pleasant word to her of encouragement, or a message as to her father’s condition; he was more quiet now, the doctors had given him a narcotic. Later he was sleeping quietly ; sleep was what he needed.. Before he slept he watched restlessly as though for some one; doubtless it was for her, but the doctors thought best to keep him absolutely quiet and allow no one to see him for the present; when he had recovered somewhat it would be well for her to see him and be near him, as he was used to her presence. “It is too bad it is so stormy,” he said, and there was an indescribable kindness in his voice as he stood beside her at the window while the darkness was enveloping the world; ‘“‘I would so like to see the stars trom your win- dows, Dolores. Can you see Venus above the mountains when it is clear, and the moon set in the young moon’s arms ?” She lifted her true eyes to his face, and a flush was coming into the pure, pale face. “There are few I can place in the heavens,” she saa: slowly, ‘‘but those I know are like friends to me; I have no friends, you know. And my mother is near me-when the stars are in the sky. My mother is dead. You knew my mother is dead ?” Yes,” he made answer, smiling slowly into the lifted face so near his own. ‘“‘I would so like you to see my mother, Dolores. You could not fail to love her.” The girl shook her head. There was no deepening of the soft coloring of her face, no tremor of the proudly curved red lips, no drooping of the silken lashes over the dark eyes. “I know nothing about love,” she said, quietly. “I have only my father and my mother’s books,” sialigrs comicbooks.com ea — LAD “1. As » Bee te Le