want money. ’Tain’t that.’

“ ‘Oh, dear, what can it be?’ exclaimed the poor widow.

“ ‘Don’t be frightened,’ said Tom Smart. He slowly drew forth the letter, and unfolded it. ‘You won’t scream?’ said Tom doubtfully.

“ ‘No, no,’ replied the widow; ‘let me see it.’

“ ‘You won’t go fainting away, or any of that nonsense?’ said Tom.

“ ‘No, no,’ returned the widow hastily.