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The applicant moved away chewing his lip. What he had "only wanted" was to change the form of his letter's salutation. In the street it came to him that by telegraphing the post-master at the other end of the route he could "Oh, thunder! Let it go!" He had begun it, "Dear Miss Barb."
No South can't ride inter Hixon, an' ride out again. The mail-carrier won't be down this way fer two days yit." "I'm not askin' any South to ride into Hixon. I recollect another time when Samson was the only one that would do that," she answered, still scornfully. "I didn't come here to ask favors. I came to give orders for him. A train leaves soon in the morning. My letter's goin' on that train."
She quietly stood up and gathered her belongings together. "You get right to it, boy. What you do is right for me. I'll say no more. As my Rube says, ther' ain't nothin' like livin' honest. An' so I says. But if that letter's goin' to lose you Rosebud, I'd take it friendly of Providence if it would kind o' interfere some. I'll go an' sit with Rube, an' you can write your letter."
His sentence hung suspended in air, but the young woman understood its significance. "No. The letter's just a a wail of despair. She talks of suicide. Kirby, I've got to get to Denver on the next train. Find out when it leaves. And I'll send a telegram to her to-night telling her I'll fix it. I will too." "Sure. That's the way to talk. Be reasonable an' everything'll work out fine.
I could not doubt it was from my father. Riding out in the open air as I received it, I could fancy in my hot joy that it had dropped out of heaven. 'He's alive; I shall have him with me; I shall have him with me soon! I cried to Temple. 'Oh! why can't I answer him? where is he? what address? Let's ride to London. Don't you understand, Temple? This letter's from my father. He knows I'm here.
"In the office, most likely. I got it with the rest to-day." "It's two weeks old," stormed the Old Man. "I never knew it to fail if a letter says anybody's coming, or you're to hurry up and go somewhere to meet somebody, that letter's the one that monkeys around and comes when the last dog's hung.
I hung on there awhile, and then I came abroad." "A rich man my father wrote me. I have had no letter's from you. Your uncle treated you generously, Ned." "Did he not always treat me generously?" said Lynde, with a light coming into his face and instantly dying out again. "Yes, he left me a pile of money and a heart-ache.
He paid me all he owed me up to the last night he slept here, and that's all I know." "And has he left no message, nothing to tell one where he's gone?" asked Jacob. "Nothing," she said, "unless this letter's from him it came a few days ago." Jacob seized it, and tore it open.
"Set down, Bet, dear, and take the pen in your own fingers ef the letter's for Will, he'd like to have the writing yours. Set down, and I'll help you to spell out the words." "No," said Bet; "I ain't a scholard, and my hand shakes. I'll say what's in my heart, and you'll write it for me, Hetty, dear."
But as he got cooler, that did not seem to him a project worthy of a gentleman exactly. Was it possible for a gentleman to get even with such a fellow as that conductor on the letter's own plane? And when he came to this point, he began to ask himself, if he had not acted very much like a fool. He didn't regret striking the fellow he hoped he had left a mark on him.
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