TWO:Shorty began to watch for Si's mail a good deal more anxiously than that worthy did. He managed to go by the Chaplain's tent whenever duty took him in that part of the camp, and sometimes when it did not, and inquire if there was any mail there for Si. One day he was rewarded by the Chaplain handing him two letters. His heart beat a little quicker by seeing that they were both postmarked Bean Blossom Creek. The smallera white envelope, superscribed in Annabel's cramped little handhe thrust indifferently into his pocket, and the largera fat, yellow envelope, covered with the good Deacon's massive crow-tracks, and securely fastened by a dab of sealing wax, pressed down with a centhe studied with tender interest. It had come directly from her homefrom her father. It probably told something about her.
TWO:"Good! Good!" yelled the rest. "So we will. Old Jeff's right for once. What else do you see?"