Then she noticed the postmark--"Omaha." The address was the last item to claim her attention and, as she stared at the crumpled and crooked hand-writing, she gasped and turned pale.
Slowly she sank back into her chair and tore open the envelope.

The inclosure was a dingy sheet of cheap notepaper covered with a penciled scrawl.

With trembling fingers she unfolded the paper and read what was written there.

Then she leaned back in the chair and put her hand to her forehead.
She was sitting thus when the door of the dining-room opened and a voice hailed: "Ahoy there! Anybody on deck ?" She turned to see Captain Obed Bangs' cheery face peering in at her.
"Hello!" cried the captain, entering the room and tossing his cap on the table.

"You're here, are you?
I was lookin' for you and Imogene said she cal'lated you was aboard ship somewheres, but she wa'n't sartin where.
I've come to get that second mate of mine.