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Rh President's Ball and other gatherings during the falls.”

When she laid down the last journal, I indeed felt as if I could get up, and although I said nothing to that effect, it appears that she surmised my intentions, and said she was glad to think that I was getting so strong, but at the same time thought it would be inadvisable to attempt to rise before the arrival of the doctor. Saying this, she departed, and in a period equal to a few of our minutes, Dr. Exelexeto, for whom I felt a sincere regard from the first, was by my side.

“Hallo! what’s the matter? Don’t go out through the window. Might get another fall.”

I here interrupted him by saying that I felt sure I was strong enough to get up.

“Very good sign. Very good sign,” was the response. “Give me your hand. Yes, you may get up. No medicine this time. Newspaper paragraphs sufficient. Go to the balcony overlooking the garden.”

“Will my hair be grown sufficiently to attend the President's Ball in Atazatlan?” I inquired.

“Quite long enough. Some time yet. Will help it along.”

“Do you know two young ladies in Atazatlan