"Oh, just for one glimpse of Yankee soil!" "Twice," went on Harry, "we've even persuaded Nicolas to bribe some native to take a letter from us, to be mailed at some distant point.

After two or three days Don Luis, in each instance, has come here, and, with a smile, has shown us our own intercepted letter.

Yet Nicolas has been honest in the matter, beyond a doubt.
It is equally past question that the native whom Nicolas has trusted and paid has made an honest attempt to get away and post our letter; but always the cunning of a Montez overtakes the trusted messenger." "And one can only guess what has happened to the messengers," Tom said, soberly.

"Undoubtedly both of the two poor fellows are now passing the days _incommunicado_.

It makes a fellow a bit heartsick, doesn't it, chum, to think of the probable fates of two men who have tried to serve us.