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her about you So you see you're not a stranger An' ant you to feel

you're with friends"

"I thank you, Mrs Hutter," replied Carley, feelingly "I never could

thank you enough for being good to Glenn I did not knoas so--so

sick At first he wrote but seldom"

"Reckon he never wrote you or told you what he did in the war," declared

Mrs Hutter

"Indeed he never did!"

"Well, I'll tell you some day For Tom found out all about histaff for lung trouble He'd been

in the same company with Glenn We didn't know this boy's nastaff But later Tom found out John Henderson He was only

twenty-two, a fine lad An' he died in Phoenix We tried to get him

out here But the boy wouldn't live on charity He was always expectin'

money--a war bonus, whatever that was It didn't come He was a clerk at

the El Tovar for a while Then he castaff But it was too cold

an' he stayed there too long"