Arizona republican., 1908-11-08

''No young Westerner applied l said. And
 one had the law might have kicked up fuss Blu
 I must get back to your father
 kissed her and went upstairs; I was thankful
 that she had not spoken of her fathers old heart
 I wanted time to think over breaking the trutl about it to her.
 For some days she was busy with the sacks O congratulatory letters and telegrams brought to thu house by the postal wagons and cutting out ant pasting into large volumes the eulogiums of tht Press on Belamy Grst and myself. ODriscol smuggled Moko away as as he could be moved and she was not even aware that the chimpanzet was alive. ODriscon had bidden me goodbye and taken few steps toward the depot when he turn ed and said Suppose the heart is the seat of the emotions after all, Hickman, me boy?"
 Not on your Hfe,I said.
 Beamy Grist made wonderful recovery. The powerful heart of Moko drove the blood in full flood through his veins, and every other organ took on new lease of life. The years seemed to fall of him; and I had the satisfaction of having given to my country probably a moro years of her noblest sons activity. The Press took the closest warmest interest in his recovery and his first egg. and even more, his first steak, received an extraor- dinary need of recognition.
 His recovery was helped considerably by his ex- ceent spirits; he frequently the prey of fits of child-like gee At first this startled us since. every one knows, before the operation, a great seriousness had been the quality in him she cher been the keynotes of Bellamy Grists character no less than of his work. l soon grew used to it; but Editha did not. She found it hard to adjust her sci to this change in her father since his intense seriousness had been the quality in him she cher ished most One day, indeed after he had play fully tweaked off his nurses cap she came up to me in tears and said, 'I have always known of course, that my father has a wide humanity; but these manifestations of it's humorous side. coming late in life, jar upon as undignihed after his strenuous past Tell me, Hickman. do you-do you think they preliminary symptoms of his second chiIdhood?"
 I assured her that had never known an old man less senile than her father.
 In other ways. too, he showed this change to youth. His favorite reading had been our serious monthly and quarterly reviews; now he would not look at them himself, nor let Editha read them to him. His taste all for light literature of the humorous kind, or for records of tropical travel.
 came in one evening towards the end of his convalescence to find that one of our brightest pub fishers, Richard P. Blick, had been down to see him about his next volume of poems. I was some- rbot1r Yor, somewhat intellectual in money matters, and had always made poor bargains with his publishers It not likely that he had made better one on a sick bed. I went upstairs to him, and when made sure that the visit had not tired him. I said 50 Blick has been down to see you about your next book"
 With grin, which, on anyone else's face I should have called mschievous he drew a check cut of his writing and handed it to me: it was for fifty thousand dollars!
 "Blick talked of fifteen thousand" said Bellamy Grist, and-could I believe my eyes?-he winked. Yes; Bellamy Grist winked
 few days later he about again, and we be- came fully alive to the changes in him. The re- newal of his youth, it was indeed almost renewal of his boyishness, amazing-sometimes it was very trying He had been of distinctly sedentary habit before the operation, spending nearly the whole day in his study. Now he was full of a boy ish restlessness, wandering continually from room to room, and spending hours roaming about the woods. Before, he had always been of a grave se- riousness; now, he was vivacious; he would even sometimes josh Editha. He began to show dis dressing fondness for practical jokes. I observed other changes, too, in his tastes. Before he had been passionately partial to pie; indeed had al- ways believed that pie was chiefly to blame for the failure of his heart; now, he preferred fruit and salads and sweets Ill the matter of sweets he was voracous. He seemed to grow more boyish every day.
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