Strange are the changes and vicissitudes of life! Just as I stood there, shocked and overwhelmed with one trait of cold ingratitude, I found a letter from Kate (she who was once Kate Herbert), telling me how they had sent messengers after me through Europe, and begging, if these lines should ever reach me, to come to them in Wales. “My father loves you, my mother longs to know you, and none can be more eager to thank you than your friend Kate Whalley.” I set off for England that night--I left for Wales the next morning--and I have never quitted it since that day. THE END. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Day's Ride, by Charles James Lever