man, before God, as you know I would have him.
"If he has disappeared, look him up, search for him, and
cherish the boy as my precious legacy. And, dear Dick, look
well to yourself. A man needs much when he lies where I am
lying. We ought to have been more to each other these past
years, not living with a great gulf, as it were, atween us.
This and the thought of my boy is all that weighs upon me
now.
"And, dear Dick, till we meet again, farewell, farewell.
O. Trafford."