"Sir," he said, "they did not.

Put it there.

I said no wires and no letters, and I've been sorry for it ever since.

Momma," he continued, "daughter, allow me to present to you Mr. ?--Mr.Malt, who has heard by cablegram that our friend Mr.McConnell is Postmaster-General of Chicago." Momma was grateful, too, though she expressed it somewhat more distantly.

Momma has a great deal of manner with strangers; it sometimes completely disguises her real feeling toward them.