Then there was one for all the boys from their father, and another from their Aunt Martha.
"The girls are coming next Wednesday," said Dick.

"I hope we can get down to the depot when they arrive." "Don't forget poor Tom, Dick," "Yes.

Isn't it too bad ?" "Nellie will cry her eyes out if he is sent away." "Oh, we've got to fix that up somehow." Having read the letters carefully, the boys went to one of the stores to make some purchases, and then drifted down to the depot.

A train was coming in, but they did not expect to see anybody they knew.

As a well-dressed young man, carrying a suit case, alighted, both gave an exclamation: "Dan Baxter!" The individual they mentioned will need no introduction to my old readers.