But he did not see them, and as it was nearly an hour before six o'clock, he turned to his work under the lamp and finished his letter to Bob Hendricks.

When it was written, he read it over carefully, crossing his "t's" and dotting his "i's," and as no one was in the room he mumbled it aloud, thus:-- "DEAR BOB:--Don't get blue; it will be all right.

Stick to it.

I am laying a wire that will get you an audience with Jay Gould.

Make the talk of your life there.