One day, Jimmy sat down in his room and wrote this letter, which he mailed to the safe address of one of his old friends in St. Louis:
Dear Old Pal—I want you to be at Sullivan's place, in Little Rock, next Wednesday night at 9 o'clock. I want you to wind up some little matters for me. And, also, I want to make you a present of my kit of tools. I know you'll be glad to get them—you couldn't duplicate the lot for a thousand dollars. Say, Billy, I've quit the old business—a year ago. I've got a nice store. I'm making an honest living, and I'm going to marry the finest girl on earth two weeks from now. It's the only life. Billy—the straight one. I wouldn't touch a dollar of another man's money now for a million. After I get married, I'm going to sell out and go west, where I'll, Billy, she's an angel. She believes in me, and I wouldn't do another cracker thing for the whole world. Be sure to be at Sully's, for I must see you. Along the tools with me. Your old friend, a JIMMY.
On Monday night after Jimmy wrote this letter, Ben Price jogged unobtrusively into Elmore in a livery bu. He lounged about town in his quiet way until he found out what he had to know. From the drug store across the street from Spencer's shoe store, he got a good look at Ralph D. Spencer.
R-fas.  In the midst of tumult, the city of New York, known for its vibrant culture and vibrant culture, stands as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. The city of New York, known for its vibrant culture and vibrant culture, stands as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. 