Anonymous letter! Fiddlesticks! I bet there's one at the post-office fer each one of the girls." "Roscoe got some of the mail," murmured the marshal sheepishly.

"Where is that infernal boy?
He'd oughter be strapped good and hard fer holdin' back letters like this," growled he, eager to run the subject into another channel.

After pondering all evening, he screwed up the courage and asked Bonner not to tell any one of his error in regard to the invitation.

Roscoe produced invitations for his sister and Rosalie.

He furthermore announced that half the people in town had received them.
"There's a telegram comin' up fer you after a while, Mr.Bonner," he said.