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see you that is, look for the let
ter first and then come and tell
you if I found it, and if I didn't
find it to tell you all about it."
'"See here," spoke Clyde im
patiently, "how am I interested?"
"Why, some one gave me a
nickel-to fetch a letter to you. As
I was crossing the school lot Billy
Norton chased me. I got nway
from him, but then I found I'd
lost the letter. Then I made up
my mind not to say anything
about it. Miss Duncombe came
over to the house today to bid me
good-bye, and they got asking
me about the letter, and I told.
I went up to the big lot to look
for it again, but Billy was there,
and I was scared, and so so I
came to you," and Mrs. Wood's
boy broke down with a wail.
"A letter? Miss Duncombe?"
exclaimed Clyde, mightily arous
ed. "What did Miss Duncombe
have to do with it all?"
"Why, she sent it, don't you
see it was her letter that I lost."
Clyde was dazzled, then con
fused, then roused to intense ex
citement. He made a grab -for the
terrified visitor and rished him
to the street.
"Young man," he ordered
sternly and breathlessly, "you
lead me quick as you can to
where you lost that letter."
"Viola answered my' note !" he
told himsjelf raptly "three days
ago. I must find that letter if it
costs me a thousand dollars!"
"There's the place where I l6st
the letter," announced Clyde's
guide finally, pausing at the edge
of the school lot. Immediately
a lad with the face of a bully
made a dash for "them, leaving a
crowd flying a kite. Then he
halted, observing the Wood boy's
"See here," spoke the yorn
lawyer, "have you or your crowd
seen anything of a letter around
here? One was lost. I'll give
five dollars to whoever finds it."
"You will !" cried Billy Norton
excitedly. "Say, mister, was it
a flat little envelope? Smelled of
"I don't know. I shouldn't
wonder," said Clyde v&guely.
"I just found -one," explained
Billy. We were looking for a
piece of paper to make a 'messen
ger' of, to send up on the kite.
See, there it goes whizzing up
the string." v
It had been several years since
Clyde had sailed a kite. -He knew
what a "messenger" was, though,
all right. Many a card had he
punctured, run the string through
it and watched it gyrate like a
top up hundreds of yards of
Billy gaped at the young man
as he made a dash for the group
near by. Clyde seized the string
to pull in the kite. It dived.
"Mister, mister, it'll break
loose if you do that !" shouted
half a dozen voices.
Twang! With a snap the frail
"Broke loose! Whoop! after
it!" arose tumultuous voices.
Dashing away, the young lawyer
cut a strange figure leading a mob
of flying boys.
Twice he stumbled, once fall