two generations back the name was used as surname. Brother
was christened Peter Miles Montresor Amesbury. Disliked name Montresor,
dropped it when young. Every one forgot about it. Am sending letter with
photograph of Peter. Show Polly. Wire results. Father may come west.
Love, Mother."

"Oh, oh! how wonderful!" cried Polly, catching Kenneth's hands
delightedly.

"I'm glad, too, Ken, but I shall have to contest any of your claims to
my mine," laughed Eleanor.

"Your father ought to be told about the land-slide. Maybe he is coming
west to look over the claim, but he won't be able to see anything,"
remarked Polly.

"No, I think Dad plans to come west to look at your Cliffs. I told him
in my telegram just what they were, and sent on the box of jewels. When
he gets them he will try out his invention and if it cuts them properly,
then he may come here to see your family."

"Oh! You didn't waste any time attending to things, did you?" said
Eleanor, with keen amusement at Kenneth's business methods.

"No, I never waste time on _anything_ that's worth while. And, by the
way, Jim and I are coming over to Pebbly Pit again on Sunday--your
mother invited us, you know."

Both girls laughed, and they caught the youth up. "Ah, you must think
Pebbly Pit is worth while, then?"

"Why, I do! You don't suppose I'd ride 'way over there if I was bored,
do you?" replied Kenneth, earnestly.

Eleanor laughed this time, but Polly felt he was in too serious a mood
for laughter. So she said: "I'm glad you liked us. We'll tell mother you
are coming again. That is one reason we drove to Oak Creek--to get the
letter."

"I'm afraid it will be our only chance to see you-all again, as our crew
moves from Brushy Creek to Silver Creek, and after that we go to Buffalo
Park. The Boss says we will have about three weeks' work there, and then
go across the desert to work along the Lincoln Highway, until we reach
the other lines, completed last year by Carew's men.

"He doesn't know whether we shall be dismissed then, or sent on to tie
up a few other little jobs before the summer ends. However, it looks as
if Jim and I will be too far away to ride over for the day then. It will
take us a day and night to cross the desert and over several mountain
peaks to reach you."

Eleanor listened delightedly to this innocent youth, and as he concluded
she squealed with amusement: "Oh, don't you love it!"

"Love what?" asked Kenneth, never having heard thi