. I make this remark, on the
supposition that you are not aware of the fact, that some of your neighbors
are associated with a class of men who do not live by lawful avocations,
but are members of an organization which has for its object union of
strength and harmony of action among those who prey upon community. I would
further advise, that you do not go to the swamp before daylight--_give him
time to get into the trap_. I will cut the letter B on a beech-tree at the
south-western corner of the swamp, which will be a sign and guide-mark that
you are in the right way; from that tree keep a direct north-east course
until you reach a large walnut tree, then turn at right angles with your
former course, and cross the marsh on the logs which you will find placed
there for that purpose. Beyond the marsh, or rather in the center of it,
there is an island, which it is extremely difficult to reach by any other
route than the one pointed out. On it you will find Duffel, _provided you
are cautious and wary in your movements_. You will wonder how I am so
familiarly acquainted with the operations of these bad men: without fully
satisfying your curiosity, let me say, that whatever I may have been, I am
now desirous of handing over to justice one who is deeply guilty--guilty of
crimes of which even you, perhaps, have never dreamed of accusing him. On
this point I have only to say, you yourself came near losing your life in
place of one of his victims. I allude to the attack made upon you by two
persons in the 'dark passage,' some weeks ago. You will remember it! I know
all, though revealing but little; and as it will be known that treason is
in the camp of the League of Thieves, I shall leave the country at once. Go
to the swamp as directed, and you will satisfy yourself of all that I have
told you; but let me advise you to note strictly the directions I give you,
and be extremely careful in your movements and choice of confidants. Yours,
for law and justice,

"EX LEAGUEIST."

So soon as he finished reading this singular communication, the 'Squire
asked the boy:

"What sort of a man was he, that gave you the letter?"

"He was large, with dark eyes, and sun-burnt face."

"You did not know him, then?"

"No, sir; he was a stranger."

"That will do."

The 'Squire was puzzled to know what to do. The man might be acting in good
faith, or he might be only leading him into a snare. After mature
deliberation, he came to the conclusio