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Young Dr. Phillip Rhodes wuz a prime favorite of mine, and had always been. He had as much goodness and common sense and smartness about him as any young man I ever set eyes on. He wuz good young man I ever set eyes on. He wuz good lookin', too, with keen, dark eyes, kinder laughin' and kinder sad eyes, too, as if he see naterally on both sides of life—the bright side and pathetic side. Tall, broad shouldered, manly lookin', he wuz, as nigh as I could make out from what I'd hearn, as near the opposite of Dora's bo as you could find.

Well, young Dr. Phillip took her little slender white wrist in his hand and counted her heart beats by his watch, and mebby he counted 'em by his own heart, too, for Dora did look sweet as a picter as she lay there with her golden hair all kinder curly round her pale face and her big violet-blue eyes, and the waves of white lace about her neck comin' up round her soft cheeks that wuz jest about as white.

Well, he left her some powders and some tablets and said he would come agin the next day. And she lifted her soft, sad blue eyes to hisen and looked so confidin' and innocent and sweet at him that I didn't wonder it took him such a long time to fold up the powders and why he seemed to linger round as if he wuz loth to go.