Chapter 18 A PLOT AGAINST ANDY.

Some six weeks later, about the middle of the forenoon, a Western Union

Telegraph boy entered the store and handed Mr. Flint a telegram.

Tearing it open, the jeweler read the contents and seemed quite agitated.

"Mr. Rich," he said, turning to the head clerk, "I have bad news. My only brother is dangerously sick. This dispatch says that if