"DID he tell you what to do?
Then, let's have it, so WE'LL know.

You will let us read it, won't you, boy ?" "Why, y--yes," stammered David, holding it out politely, but with evident reluctance.
"Thank you," nodded Higgins, as he reached for the note.
David's letter was very different from the other one.

It was longer, but it did not help much, though it was easily read.

In his letter, in spite of the wavering lines, each word was formed with a care that told of a father's thought for the young eyes that would read it.

It was written on two of the notebook's leaves, and at the end came the single word "Daddy." David, my boy [read Higgins aloud], in the far country I am waiting for you.