When he started no one knew of it but three people and I had no idea anyone else would, but the company sent it to The Mail without my name but describing me as "an American gentleman"-- Instantly the foreign correspondents went to them to find out who I was and to whom I was sending the letter-- I told the company it was none of their damned business--that I employed the boy by the week and that I could send him where-ever I chose.

Then the boy's father got proud and wrote to The Mail about his age and so they got the boy's name.

Mine, however, is still out of it, but in America they are sure to know as the people on the steamer are crazy about him and Kinsey the Purser knows he is sent by me.

After he gets back from Chicago and Philadelphia, you can do with him as you like until the steamer sails.

If the thing is taken up as it is here and the fat is in the fire, then you can do as you please-- I mean you can tell the papers about it or not-- Somerset holds one end of the bets and I the other.