`` Good evening , Cordelia . I have a letter that was left with me for you . '' `` But -- that -- horse , '' said Miss Cordelia , with a long breath between every word . `` Where did he come from ? Tied at my front door -- and he 's eaten the tops off every one of my geraniums ! Where 's his owner or rider or something ? '' The horse in question was a mild-eyed , rather good-looking quadruped , tied by a halter to the elm at Miss Cordelia 's door and contentedly munching a mouthful of geranium stalks . Cynthia Ann came through the hedge with the letter . `` Maybe this will explain , '' she said . `` Same boy brought it as brought the horse -- a little freckly chap mostly all grin and shirtsleeves . Said he was told to take the letter and horse to Miss Cordelia Herry , Elm Street , Point Pleasant , and he could n't wait . So he tied the creature in there and left the letter with me . He came half an hour ago . Well , he has played havoc with your geraniums and no mistake . '' Miss Cordelia opened and read her letter . When she finished it she looked at the curious Cynthia Ann solemnly . `` Well , if that is n't John Drew all over ! I suspected he was at the bottom of it as soon as I laid my eyes on that animal . John Drew is a cousin of mine . He 's been living out at Poplar Valley and he writes me that he has gone out west , and wants me to take ` old Nap . '
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