Sinopsis

The shrill vibration of the postman’s whistle brought Bob Baker to the front door on the run. “Only a postal!” he exclaimed as the mail-man handed it to him. “It’s for me though. Wonder what it is?” He turned it over and glanced at what seemed to be only a printed form with, here and there, a word written in. “What’s it all about?” mused Bob. Carefully he went through the lines of printing and writing. They resolved themselves into a notice that at the freight station of the Atlantic & Northern Railroad there was a piece of merchandise shipped from the International Gas Engine Company, which article could be had on application to the freight agent.