But if he is with you and away from the bad people he meets with here, I am sure he will soon forget the bad things he has learned.' "Dear lady, God grant you may never know," said Jack ruefully.
'This is a long letter, dear Jack.

How I should like to go up to Night Hawk Ranch and see you, for I know you will not come to Winnipeg, and we do not see enough of each other.

We ought to, for my sake and for Herbert's too.' "Ah God! and what of me ?" groaned Jack.

'I cannot begin to thank you for all your kindness.
And, Jack, you must stop sending me money, for I do not need it and I will not use it, and I just keep putting what you send me in the bank for you.

The Lord has given me many friends, and He never has allowed me to want.
'I shall wait two weeks, and then send you Kalman--that is his name, Kalman Kalmar, a nice name, isn't it?
And he is a dear good boy; that is, he might be.' "Good heart, so might we all," cried Jack.