“A cablegram!” Mother Jenks cried. “Gord's truth! I'll wager the pub it's for you, Willie.”
“I wonder! Can it be possible it's come at last?” Billy cried incredulously.
“I'd not be surprised,” Mother Jenks replied. “Bob”—turning to the negro, and addressing him in her own private brand of Spanish—“give Don Juan a drink, if 'e 'asn't helped 'imself while yer back is turned, an' bring the cablegram 'ere.”
Within the minute Bob returned with a long yellow envelope, which he handed Mother Jenks. Without so much as a glance at the superscription, she handed it to Billy Geary, who tore it open and read:
Los Angeles, Calif., U. S. A., August 16, 1913.
Henrietta Wilkins,
Calle de Concordia, No. 19,
Buenaventura,
Sobrante, C. A.
Leaving to-day to visit you. Will cable from New Orleans exact date arrival.