He keeps a kind of hotel like and I am doing chores for him.

If you send the money right off I will get it I guess before he fires me.

Send it QUICK for the Lord sakes.
Captain Obed finished the letter.
"Whew!" he whistled.

"He's in hard luck, ain't he ?" Thankful wrung her hands.

"Yes," she answered, "and I must help him somehow.