"Don't be angry, Jim dear--but it was all my fault--and I didn't tell
you. I knew all about the deserter, and I gave him the clothes and
things that they say he stole. It was while you was out that night,
and he came and begged of me, and was mournful and hidjus to behold. I
thought I was helping him, and getting our revenge on the Fort, all at
the same time. Don't be mad, Jim dear, and do not be frighted fer me.
I'm going over thar to make it all right--to free HIM of stealing--to
have YOU left out of it all--and take it all on myself. Don't you be a
bit feared for me. I ain't skeert of the wind or of going. I'll close
reef everything, clear the creek, stretch across to Injen Island, hugg
the Point, and bear up fer Logport. Dear Jim--don't get mad--but I
couldn't bear this fooling of you nor HIM--and that man being took for
stealing any longer!--Your loving sister,