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8 JOSE. Baumann at once recognized the handwriting as the same in which the first letter had been ad- dressed. In eager expectancy he tore open the envelope and his eye flew over the contents; then he sadly lowered his head, took the chair accord- ing to his original intention, and once more glanced over the letter. It read: “DEAR FRIEND:—For so I may surely call you after such evidences of your kindness—I cannot take my departure without again thanking you for your gen- erous conduct; rest assured that your efforts were exercised in a good cause. Do not doubt it, though I dare not yet enter circumstantiallv into the case. for we are not yet out of danger. “You were not satisfied with my first note of fare- well, you sought to find me again; but though it gratified my heart, I felt pained by the consciousness that I dared not confront your searching gaze. I may tell you this in all candor, since according to all human calculations, we shall never meet again. If you will preserve a friendly recollection of the few hours in which you protected a defenseless girl from her enemies, you will have rendered happy for all times, Yours gratefully, “MARY Brown.” “Posted on departure of the boat.” Baumann gazed thoughtfully before him. So, after all, she had been aboard one of the vessels in which he had sought her; she had seen him and guessed his intentions. He buried his face in his hands for fully a minute. “It was, then, only an adventure, which ends here,” he said, at last, rising to his feet. “Many, no doubt, would call it a most interesting adventure— had it not happened to me in person and so absorbed my interest that I shall never be able to anteet it!” He looked again at the letter, Eomichooks (E(0) m