Having one day been set by his master to repair for an old lady an escritoire which had been in her possession for a long time, he came to her house in the evening with a five-pound note of a country bank, which he had found in a secret drawer of the same, handing it to her with the remark that he had always found honesty the best policy.

She gave him half a sovereign, and he took his leave well satisfied.

_He had been first to make inquiry, and had learned that the bank stopped payment many years ago._ I can not help wondering, curious in the statistics of honesty, how many of my readers will be more amused than disgusted with the story.

It is a great thing to come of decent people, and Ferdinand Goldberg Redmain must not be judged like one who, of honorable parentage, whether noble or peasant, takes himself across to the shady side of the road.

Much had been against Redmain.