FRANK HEARS SOMETHING TO HIS ADVANTAGE "My name," said the stranger, "is Peters--Jonathan Peters, of Craneville, Onondaga County.

I am a farmer, and don't know much about New York.

I've got a few hundred dollars that I want to put into government bonds." "All right," said Frank, "there won't be any difficulty about it." "I've heerd there are a good many swindlers in New York," continued Mr.
Peters.

"The squire--Squire Jackson, of our village--perhaps you may have heard of him ?" "I don't think I have, Mr.Peters." "Well, the squire told me I'd better take good keer of my money, as there were plenty of rascals here who would try to cheat me out of it." "That is true, Mr.Peters.Only yesterday I was robbed of thirty-five dollars by a man who boarded in the same house." "You don't say so ?" "He opened my trunk and took out my pocketbook while I was absent on business." "I wouldn't dare to live in York!" said the farmer, whose apprehensions were increased by Frank's story.
By this time they had reached the office of Jones & Robinson, with whom, it will be remembered, Frank had once before had dealings.
"If you will come in here, Mr.Peters," said our hero, "you will be sure of honorable treatment.

I will introduce you if you like." "I should be obleeged if you would," said the farmer.