or 5 lbs.

of your Favourite Tea, as I am Short of Same." The letter ended with Battersleigh's best flourish.

Franklin turned it over again and again in his hand and read it more than once as he pondered upon its message.

"Dear old fellow," he said; "he's a good deal of a Don Quixote, but he never forgets a friend.

Buffalo and Indians, railroads and hotels--it must at least be a land of contrasts!".