puts me in mind: What became of that fellow we hauled out of the
river?"

"The last I heard of him, he was still under the care of Doctor
Havens."

"Don't you think we ought to call on him? He might want to see us."

"If he wanted that, Sam, wouldn't he send us word? Perhaps, if he is
any relation to Jesse Pelter, he would rather we would keep away from
him."

On the following morning a letter came addressed to Tom, and bearing
the Ashton postmark. On opening the communication, he was much
interested to read the following:

Dear Mr. Rover:

"I want to thank you and your brother for what you did for me. I
shall never forget it. Even were I in a position to do so, I would
not insult you by offering you any reward. You, perhaps, have
learned my name, and maybe you are wondering if I am related to Mr.
Pelter of Pelter, Japson & Company, of New York City. Mr. Pelter is
my uncle, and for a number of years I made my home with him. I do
not altogether like his way of doing business, and do not uphold
him in his dealings with your family. But he is my uncle, and on
several occasions he has assisted me very materially. For that
reason, I think it is best that we do not meet.

"Again thanking you, I remain