She turned over the page, and glanced at the signature.

To her astonishment it was signed, "Your affectionate nephew, "FERDINAND B.KENSINGTON." "Ferdinand!" she exclaimed in surprise.

"Why, I thought he was in Californy by this time.

How could he write from New York?
I s'pose he'll explain.

I hope he didn't lose the money I lent him." The first sentence in the letter was destined to surprise Miss Deborah yet more.
"Dear aunt," it commenced, "it is so many years since we have met, that I am afraid you have forgotten me." "So many years!" repeated Miss Deborah in bewilderment.