"I figger you'd have trouble keepin' her here," rejoined Silas Nickerson, the postmaster, sauntering out from his wicker cage. "She's got a beau in her home town. Had a letter an' a box of candy from him today. Same writin' an' same postmark on both of 'em, I noticed. She blushed red as a peony when I passed 'em out to her."
"Didn't by any chance see the name, did you, Silas?" Eleazer Crocker inquired.
"Wal, come to think of it, it did catch my eye. You know how such things will. Fuller, he's called. Horatio Fuller."
"Horatio Fuller, eh?" Eleazer repeated. "Kinder high soundin'. Wonder who he is? From Alton City, you say."
Silas nodded.
"That was the address."
"Never heard of the place," Captain Benjamin Todd put in.
"That don't in no way prevent its existin', Ben," answered Zenas Henry with his customary drawl.
"If we had a map handy we might look it up," suggested Captain Phineas Taylor. "I'd like to see just where it's located."