Here, therefore, my story ends. Before I returned to the university, Turkey had enlisted and left the place. [Illustration] My father’s half-prophecy concerning him is now fulfilled. He is a general. I will not tell his name. For some reason or other he had taken his mother’s, and by that he is well known. I have never seen him, or heard from him, since he left my father’s service; but I am confident that if ever we meet, it will be as old and true friends. End of Project Gutenberg’s Ranald Bannerman’s Boyhood, by George MacDonald