"Volney, Va., Sept. 18.
"Mr. Jason Warfield, Union Six Roads, Va.
"Dear Sir: Stand by the bearer of this, Mr. Dix Lewis, in his troubles as far as you think prudent, until I can see you.
Your obt. servant,
Marion Calvert."
"There, I think that will do the business. Sorry you don't feel like coming in to rest until daylight. It's a long, lonesome ride before you."
Thanking him, Little Snap took the piece of paper, and carefully placing it in one of his pockets, he wheeled the horse about to start homeward.
"Hold on!" cried Mr. Calvert, as the postboy gained the road.
Little Snap turned the horse and galloped back into the yard, wondering and hoping.
"I wanted to say that you will no doubt see the wisdom of my advice before you get home."