hen; but he seemed to be most deeply touched by the account of the
eighty-cent dinner.

"Dot vas too much!" he said, at last. "It vas a schvindle! Dose
Broadvay restaurants rob a man efery time. Now, I only charge you
feefty-five cents for all dis beautiful breakfast; and you haf had de
finest beefsteak and two cups of splendid coffee. So, you make money
ven you eat mit me!"

Jack could but admit that the Hotel Dantzic price was lower than the
other; but he paid it with an uneasy feeling that while he must have
misunderstood Mr. Keifelheimer's invitation it was impossible to say so.

"Get dose letter," said the kindly and thoughtful proprietor. "Den you
write in de office. It is better dan go avay up to your room."

Jack thanked him and went for his mail, full of wonder as to how any
letters could have come to him.

"A whole handful!" he said, in yet greater wonder, when the clerk
handed them out. "Who could have known I was here?
Nine,--ten,--eleven,--twelve. A dozen!"

One after another Jack found the envelops full of nicely printed cards
and circulars, telling him how and where to find different kinds of
goods.

"That makes eight," he said; "and every one a sell. But,--jingo!"

It was a blue envelope, and when he opened it his fingers came upon a
dollar bill.

"Mr. Guilderaufenberg's a trump!" he exclaimed; and he added,
gratefully, "I'd only about two dollars and a half left. He's only
written three lines."

They were kindly words, however, ending with:

I have not tell the ladies; but you should be pay for the stateroom.

I hope you have a good time.

F. VON GUILDERAUFENBERG.

The next envelope was white and square; and when it came open Jack
found another dollar bill.

"She's a real good woman!" he said, when he read his name and these
words:

I say nothing to anybody; but you should have pay for your stateroom.
You was so kind. In haste,

GERTRUDE VON GUILDERAUFENBERG.

"I'll go and see them some day," said Jack.

He had opened the eleventh envelope, which was square and pink, and out
came another dollar bill. Jack read his own name again, followed by:

We go this minute. I have not told them. You should have pay for your
stateroom. Thanks. You was so kind.

MARIE HILDEBRAND.

"Now, if she isn't one of the most thoughtful women in the world!" said
Jack; "and what's this?"

Square, gray, with an ornamental seal, was the twelfth envelope, and
out of it cam