“Well, Cousin Tristram, I do not know but that you are right. A man can have but one country, and the one he will always love the most is the one in which he was born and has passed the first twenty years of his life. Such being my belief, I will make you this offer: I will purchase Tresmont of you, if you are willing to sell it, when you become of age, paying you its full money value. Besides this, you will have a handsome income from the invested property left by your grandfather. The only conditions that I attach to my offer are that in the mean time you will complete your education in the best American university, and that you will spend every summer vacation for the next three years with me in England.” “It’s a bargain, sir,” cried Breeze, “provided I can have money enough now to pay Wolfe Brady’s expenses through college as well as my own.” “My dear fellow,” replied Lord Seabright, “there is money enough already held in trust for you from Tresmont to pay the expenses of every boy in this town through college, and you would be welcome to as much more if you wanted it.” Here, with a parting word, we must leave the manly young fellows whose adventures on the Fishing Banks we have followed so closely. Breeze--or “Sir Breeze,” as his college friends delight to call him--and Wolfe are no longer dorymates, but classmates. The former means to study law, and says that, though he had an English father, his mother was an American, and as he was born in America, he may some day be President of the United States. Who knows? Wolfe says that although, having been born an Irishman, he can never be the head of the nation, he would like to be Secretary of the Navy. He begs that his friend will bear this in mind when he becomes President, and Breeze gravely says he will. Wolfe does not like to study, but Breeze keeps him up to it, while he keeps Breeze from studying too hard. With a portion of the wealth that is soon to become his, Breeze expects to build a steam-yacht which shall be the equal, in every respect, of the _Saga_. Her name is to be _Merab_, and her private signal a blue flag bearing a golden ball, while on her bows, in letters of gold, is to be engraved the legend, “Point True.” THE END. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Transcriber’s Note Errors deemed most likely to be the printer’s have been corrected, and are noted here. The references are to the page and line in the original. The following issues should be noted, along with the resolutions. 117.16 and make a start.[”] Added. 140.24 ten or twelve knots [an hour] _sic_: redundant. 179.17 [“]We had better make a drogue Removed. 204.4 [“]Where you' ship, eh?” Removed.