You may imagine the distress of your father.
"I had returned to my own home, but Dulce wrote me all about it, and I received her letter when on the point of starting for New York to offer my services as a Red Cross nurse, for I didn't feel that I could let the war go on a day longer without having some share in it.

I was accepted, and immediately assigned to duty aboard the society's ship _Gray Nun_, to which I am still attached.

That is how I happen to be here, and I am so glad I came, for I don't believe even you can imagine how much we were needed.

I have also discovered you, and shall write to Dulce at once.

Hoping that we may meet before long, I remain, "Very sincerely your friend, "SPENCE CUTHBERT.
"On board _Gray Nun_, off Siboney, _July_ 8, 1898." "Whew!" whistled Ridge, softly, as he finished reading this letter.
"If that isn't a budget of news! Spence Cuthbert here in Cuba nursing wounded soldiers! But it is just like the dear girl to do such a thing.