to refund it with interest in the course of six months.  At all events, I think it will be for your interest to comply with my request, and that immediately,—­that is, not to put off any longer than you receive this.  Then set down and enclose me the money with as much despatch as possible, for your own interest.  This, Sir, is my advice; and if you do not comply with it, the short period between now and November will convince you that you have denied a request, the granting of which will never injure you, the refusal of which will ruin you.  Are you surprised at this assertion—­rest assured that I make it, reserving to myself the reasons and a series of facts, which are founded on such a bottom as will bid defiance to property or quality.  It is useless for me to enter into a discussion of facts which must inevitably harrow up your soul.  No, I will merely tell you that I am acquainted with your brother Franklin, and also the business that he was transacting for you on the 2d of April last; and that I think that you was very extravagant in giving one thousand dollars to the person that would execute the business for you.  But you know best about that; you see that such things will leak out.  To conclude, Sir, I will inform you that there is a gentleman of my acquaintance in Salem, that will observe that you do not leave town before the first of June, giving you sufficient time between now and then to comply with my request:  and if I do not receive a line from you, together with the above sum, before the 22d of this month, I shall wait upon you with an assistant.  I have said enough to convince you of my knowledge, and merely inform you that you can, when you answer, be as brief as possible.

“Direct yours to

“CHARLES GRANT, Jr., of Prospect, Maine.”

This letter was an unintelligible enigma to Captain Knapp; he knew no man of the name of Charles Grant, Jr., and had no acquaintance at Belfast, a town in Maine, two hundred miles distant from Salem.  After poring over it in vain, he handed it to his son, Nathaniel Phippen Knapp, a young lawyer; to him also the letter was an inexplicable riddle.  The receiving of such a threatening letter, at a time when so many felt insecure, and were apprehensive of danger, demanded their attention.  Captain Knapp and his son Phippen, therefore, concluded to ride to Wenham, seven miles distant, and show the letter to Captain Knapp’s other two sons, Joseph J. Knapp, Jr. and John Francis Knapp, who were then residing at Wenham with Mrs. Beckford, the niece and late house-keeper of Mr. White, and the mother of the wife of J.J.  Knapp, Jr.  The latter perused the letter, told his father it “contained a devilish lot of trash,” and requested him to hand it to the Committee of Vigilance.  Captain Knapp, on his return to Salem that evening, accordingly delivered the letter to the chairman of the Committee.

The next day J.J.  Knapp, Jr. went to Salem, and requested one of his friends to drop into the Salem post-office the two following pseudonymous letters.