This is certainly the Major's handwriting, for I know it as I do my own, and I don't want any better proof that this gentleman is the person he claims to be." "Would you be willing to go on his bond for a thousand dollars ?" asked Mr.Riley.
"I would, and for as much more as my own property, together with what I hold in trust for my niece, would bring," answered the old man, earnestly.
"And would you be willing that your money should be risked on any such a venture ?" asked the Sheriff, turning to Sabella with a smile.
"Indeed I would," answered the girl, promptly.

"After the splendid way Mr.Brackett helped us last evening, I know whatever he says must be so." "That will do," said Mr.Riley.

"With such sureties I am well content, and am willing to make public acknowledgment that these gentlemen are what they represent themselves to be.

Now, for their future guidance, I will tell them what I have not yet hinted to a living soul.

It is that their raft has probably been stolen and taken down the river by the most noted gang of counterfeiters that has ever operated in this part of the country.