And now she insists--and you will know it from her by the next mail--on returning to Plattville, forsooth, because she has been reading your newspaper, and she says she knows you are in difficulties over it, and it is her moral obligation--as by some wild reasoning of her own she considers herself responsible for your ruffling patron's having been alone when he was shot--to go down and help.

I suppose he made love to her, as all the young men she meets always do, sooner or later, but I have no fear of any rustic entanglements tor her; she has never been really interested, save in one affair.

We are quite powerless--we have done everything; but we cannot alter her determination to edit your paper for you.

Naturally, she knows nothing whatever about such work, but she says, with the air of triumphantly quelching all such argument, that she has talked a great deal to Mr.
Macauley of the 'Journal.' Mr.Macauley is the affair I have alluded to; he is what she has meant when she has said, at different times, that she was interested in journalism.

But she is very business-like now.