“Inability to locate you until after somewhat exhaustive inquiries had been made explains the failure to notify you by wire in time to permit of your attending the funeral of your father and brother, which took place in this city on the eighth instant, and was marked by many evidences of respect.
“We beg to tender our very sincere sympathy, and to urge upon you that you so arrange your affairs as to enable you to assume the responsibilities which have, in a sense, been forced upon you, at a very early date. In the meantime we assure you of our earnest attention to your interests.
“Yours sincerely,
“BARRETT, JONES, BARRETT, DEACON & BARRETT.”
“Well, I guess it means you’ve struck oil, and I’ve lost a good foreman,” said Landson, as he returned the letter. “I’m sorry about your loss, Grant, and glad to hear of your good luck, if I may put it that way.”
“No particular good luck that I can see,” Grant protested. “I came west to get away from all that bothering nuisance, and now I’ve got to go back and take it all up again. I feel badly about Dad and the kid; they were decent, only they didn’t understand me.... I suppose I didn’t understand them, either. At any rate they didn’t wish this on me. They had quite other plans.”
“What do you reckon she’s worth?” Landson asked, after waiting as long as his patience would permit.
“Oh, I don’t know. Possibly six or eight millions by this time.”
“Six or eight millions! Jehoshaphat! What will you do with it?”
“Look after it. Mr. Landson, you know that I have never worried about money; if I had I wouldn’t be here. I figure that the more money a man has the greater are his responsibilities and his troubles; worse than that, his wealth excites the jealousy of the public and even the envy of his friends. It builds a barrier around him, shutting out all those things which are really most worth while. It makes him the legitimate prey of the unprincipled. I know all these things, and it is because I know them that I sought happiness out here on the ranges, where perhaps some people are rich and some are poor, but they all think alike and live alike and are part of one community and stand together in a pinch—and out here I have found happiness. Now I’m going back to the other job. I don’t care for the money, but any son-of-a-gun who takes it from me is a better man than I am, and I’ll sit up nights at both ends of the day to beat him at his own game. Now, just as soon as you can line up someone to take charge I’ll have to beat it.”