Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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A WESTERN MEMORY 101 ..liJIlI"..': lis* THE PATIENT'S HEALTH STEADILY IMPROVES 1 ' That 's the lad for her ! ' ' exclaimed " Brainy.' ' "Th' best product we've had around here for a dog's age." "He'll never git her," grumbled Pete. " Antonio 'd kill him, and I dont reckon Bill 'ud ever let 'or marry a tenderfoot. He'd ruther giv' her to th ' greaser. ' ' ' ' Sure ! ' ' muttered ' ' Irish. ' ' That ride was the beginning of many delightful trips for Violet and Tom, and, in substantiation of Brainy Morris's theory as to exercise and climatic conditions, the patient's health steadily improved. Six months later his own father would hardly have recognized him. Don Antonio was quick to realize that he now had a formidable rival. He hated the stalwart, sunburnt young man, with a bitter hatred. Striding past the young Easterner as he sat with Violet on the hotel steps one morning, the Mexican proceeded directly to the family living-room. Always a picturesque figure, and widely known for his honesty in business dealings, Don Antonio was one of the few men Bill Johnson really admired. He had long thought of him as a possible son-in-law, but the subject had never been openly broached between them. When the Mexican appeared that morning he made no long speeches. He was too ful of anger against the young Easterner to take much time in telling of his love for Violet. He wanted the matter settled at once, the sooner the better. "I have plenty of money," said he. "and I love the girl. She shall have a fine wedding, servants, everything she needs." The landlord of the Johnson House had hoped and planned for this, yet, now that it had come, he hesitated. It seemed such a little time since his beautiful little girl was a baby. She had grown up so soon. He dreaded