I am not going into that part of it, now I know that Lucy and my child are alive.

What has been done in the past I can't undo, and maybe I wouldn't if I could, for if I am worth anything to-day it comes from what I have suffered; that's over now, and I won't rake it up, but I think you would have written me some word of kindness if you had known what I have gone through since I left you.

I don't blame you for what you did--I don't blame anybody; all I want now is to get back home among the people who knew me when I was a boy, and try and make up for the misery I have caused you and the Cobdens.

I would have done this before, but it has only been for the last two years that I have had any money.

I have got an interest in the mine now and am considerably ahead, and I can do what I have always determined to do if I ever had the chance and means--come home to Lucy and the child; it must be big now--and take them back with me to Bolivia, where I have a good home and where, in a few years, I shall be able to give them everything they need.