"I'll find Sammy," she said meekly.

When the ink was found Mr. Morehouse wrote rapidly, and he read the
completed letter and smiled a triumphant smile.

"That will settle that crazy Irishman!" he exclaimed. "When they get that
letter he will hunt another job, all right!"

A week later Mr. Morehouse received a long official envelope with the card
of the Interurban Express Company in the upper left corner. He tore it
open eagerly and drew out a sheet of paper. At the top it bore the number
A6754. The letter was short. "Subject--Rate on guinea-pigs," it said, "Dr.
Sir--We are in receipt of your letter regarding rate on guinea-pigs
between Franklin and Westcote addressed to the president of this company.
All claims for overcharge should be addressed to the Claims Department."

Mr. Morehouse wrote to the Claims Department. He wrote six pages of choice
sarcasm, vituperation and argument, and sent them to the Claims
Department.

A few weeks later he received a reply from the Claims Department. Attached
to it was his last letter.

"Dr. Sir," said the reply. "Your letter of the 16th inst., addressed to
this Department, subject rate on guinea- pigs from Franklin to Westcote,
ree'd. We have taken up the matter with our agent at Westcote, and his
reply is attached herewith. He informs us that you refused to receive the
consignment or to pay the charges. You have therefore no claim against
this company, and your letter regarding the proper rate on the consignment