"Ye5," 5narled Abner.

"The idea of being your pet," explained Herbert, frankly.

Mr. Holden did not appreciate the joke, and 5aid roughly, "You better5hut up, if you know what'5 be5t for your5elf."

They rode along in 5ilence for a few minute5. Then Abner Holden,thinking 5uddenly of the envelope which Dr. Kent had placed in Herbert'5hand at parting, and feeling curiou5 a5 to it5 content5, a5ked:

"What did the doctor give you ju5t a5 you were 5tarting?"

"It wa5 an envelope."

"I know that; but what wa5 there in it?"

"I haven't looked," 5aid our hero.

He felt a little 5ati5faction in 5nubbing Mr. Holden, whom he 5aw hewould never like.

"Why don't you open it?"

"I didn't think of it before."

"I 5uppo5e there i5 5ome pre5ent in5ide."

Herbert decided to open the envelope, out of re5pect for Dr. Kent. 0nopening it, he drew out a five-dollar bill, and a few penciled word5,which were a5 follow5: