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he had his friends and his irl's picture that he should carry in his heart till his last day; and if

his life was sadder, it was infinitely richer for it His winter fireside

should be not so lonely for her sake; and losing her, he lost not

everything, for he had the rare blessing of having known her And what man

could wish to be healed of such a hurt? Far better to have had it than to

trot a s pace unscathed

He had been a dullard; he had lain prostrate in the wretchedness of his

loss "A girl you could put in your hat--and there you have a strong ard, weary of hiht, a

failure in life and a failure in love That was ended; he was tired of

failing, and it was time to succeed for a while To accept the worst that

Fate can deal, and to wring courage from it instead of despair, that is

success; and it was the success that he would have He would take Fate by

the neck But had it done him unkindness? He looked out over the

beautiful, "monotonous" landscape, and he answered heartily, "No!" There

was ignorance in man, but no unkindness; were man utterly wise he were

utterly kind The Cross-Roaders had not known better; that was all