y.

"And where does Southern chivalry take up its abode while you do that?"
asked Volrees.

"In the granting of the first request of a newly made and happy bride,"
said Eunice, playfully pulling Volrees down in his seat and tripping
gaily out to get the water. She used a cup which she had brought along
and into which she had dropped a drug of some sort.

Volrees drank the water suspecting nothing. As the day wore on he found
himself growing very sleepy, but did not associate it with the water
which he had taken. In order to get his business in such shape that he
could leave it, he had not found much time for rest of late and felt
that his tired body was now calling for rest. Eunice arranged a tidy
little pillow for his head and watched him sink into a profound slumber.

Toward nightfall the train reached the designated tunnel. Eunice under
cover of the darkness, incident to passing through the tunnel, went to
the door of the coach without attracting much attention. When the train
made the stop prearranged with the porter, Eunice dropped off of the
coach step and stood with her back pressed against the tunnel wall. The
train soon pulled out, the officials concluding that it was the shrewd
trick of some tramp "riding the blind baggage" (between the baggage and
the express car), who desired an easy way for alighting.

On and on rolled the train bearing the sleeping Mr. Volrees. When he
awoke the sunlight of the day following the one on which he went to
sleep was falling in his face. Tied to his wrist he saw a letter.
Looking about for Eunice and missing her, he concluded that she was
playing some joke, and with a smile he took the note from his wrist and
read:

"DEAR MR. VOLREES: Pray act sensibly in this trying period that
has come in your life. Think well before you act. I am a
sincere friend of yours and really like you. Now it will pay
you to do just as I am going to tell you to do. Continue your
journey to the Old World. From each point mapped out for a
sojourn send back the appropriate letter from the batch which I
have written and am leaving with you. I have read much of the
places which we have planned to visit and I am sure that my
letters have enough of local color to pass for letters written
on the scene. Send these letters back to be passed around and
read by my friends.

"In some foreign country telegraph back that I am dead. Your
ingenu