I will finish this when I get to Creede.

I expect to make my fortune there.

DICK.
CREEDE, March 7.
A young man in a sweater and top boots met me at the depot and said that I was Mr.Davis and that he was a young man whose life I had written in "There was 90 and 9." He was from Buffalo and was editing a paper in Creede.

He said I was to stop with him-- Creede is built of new pine boards and lies between two immense mountains covered with pines and snow.

The town is built in the gulley and when the spring freshets come will be a second Johnstown.