"The reports of the San Francisco Chief of Police that you asked me to get." His employer was certainly very forgetful to-day.
"Oh, yes; thank you.

You can lay them on my desk.

I'll look them over in Committee.

You can go now, and if any one calls to see me say I'm busy." The secretary disappeared in the adjoining room, and Paul leaned back in his chair, thinking.

He had, at last, effected the work he had resolved upon when he left Rosario two months ago; the article he had just read, and which would appear as an editorial in the San Francisco paper the day after tomorrow, was the culmination of quietly persistent labor, inquiry, and deduction, and would be accepted, hereafter, as authentic history, which, if not thoroughly established, at least could not be gainsaid.