He opened it.
"Here's something writ in it," he said; "but as I'm not quick at making out strange writing, maybe you'll read it, sir." Taking the book from the man's hand, and glancing carelessly at its title-page, Billy Brackett uttered a cry of amazement.

There, written in a clear boyish hand, was the inscription: "Winn Caspar.

His Book." [Illustration: "Billy Brackett uttered a cry of amazement."].