160 BOONEVILLE TO SARATOGA. 



guide in the woods. 1 have seen him and read him your 



letter. He says lie will iro with you. His terms, with 

 boat, are $:i.OO a day. T can <ivf you a man for $2. .">(), hut 

 John is worth half a dollar a day more than any body else 

 I know of. Write me it' you want him. 



Yours. B. P. GRA\ i - 



(80 

 Telegram, 



B. P. fr'/V/V.v, lloniit riJIt . .\'. }'. : 



Kniraire Brinckerlioof. \\'ill reach Uoonex Mile, morning 

 train. July 5th. 



I kept my telegraphed promise. At the station, in the 

 early morning, a bright faced, energetic, vigorous and 

 younirerly gentleman stepped up to me. as 1 slopped a 



moment on the platform, and said, "Is this MY. ?" 



I assured him that was my name. It was Mr. (Jravcs who 

 addressed me. lie convoyed my son and myself directly 

 1,0 the hotel, ordered our hiirirauv sent up. and took po vs 

 sion of us as one likes to he possessed hy an honest. >- 

 ahead friend who knows heller than yourself what is to he 

 done. 



While we were waiting for breakfast, several sin.nir. 

 robust yomiir men came into the liolel. who were pointed 

 out to me as o-uides. I fell into conversation with them, 

 and found them such honest, sensible. rood natured fel 

 lows, that 1 half repented having already made an ensure 

 ment. "John" came in. soon after, and made himself 

 kiio\Mi to me. He seemed to he a little pa-t fifty \< 



