But that's a secret, and last of all and least of all, there is Your friend, KATE.
P.S .-- Of course you will be at the party to-morrow night.

Maimie looks lovelier than ever, and she will be so glad to see you.
K.
"What a trump she is," murmured Ranald; "unselfish, honest to the core, and steady as a rock.

'Some one else whom you adore.' Who can that be?
By Jove, is it possible?
I will go right up to-night." His last letter was from Mr.St.Clair, who was the chief executive of the firm.

He glanced over it hurriedly, then with a curious blending of surprise, perplexity, and dismay on his face, he read it again with careful deliberation: MY DEAR RANALD: Welcome home! We shall all be delighted to see you.
Your letter from North Bay, which reached me two days ago, contained information that places us in rather an awkward position.

Last May, just after you left for the north, Colonel Thorp, of the British-American Coal and Lumber Company, operating in British Columbia and Michigan, called to see me, and made an offer of $75,000 for our Bass River limits.