There is a string around his neck," and Betty pointed excitedly to a thin cord which was almost concealed in the thick curly hair.
"Good gracious! Eb, look! It is the string off the prize bullet pouch I made, and that Wetzel won on Isaac's wedding day.

It is a message from Lew," said Betty.
"Well, by Heavens! This is strange.

So it is.

I remember that string.

Cut it off, Jack," said Col.