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CREEDE, COLO., March 28, 1892.
DEAR FITZ: -- Three days ago I wrote you that I had located Mr. Ketchum but failed to find the girl. Yesterday being Sunday, I went down to the hot springs at Wagon Wheel Gap to spend the day. At the hotel I met Mrs. McCleland, of Alamosa, and while we were conversing, a lady commenced to sing in the parlor. The soft notes that came from the piano mingled with a voice so full of soulful melody, that I stopped talking and listened. "Do you like music? " asked the good lady from the San Luis. "There is but one thing sweeter," I said, "and that is poetry -- the music of the soul. Take me in, won't you?"