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124 UNOPENED PARCELS. SThat men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.' And those are the words whicr state it most forcibly to my mind, besides being intimately connected with a very interesting case which I should like to tell you about." I edged my stool closer than ever to my father, and he began: "When I was a boy at school my life was saved by a lad a year older than myself, and far out of reach of my acquaintance in school. A party of us were out bathing, and I hadsillily struck out beyond our appointed boundsto peep round a rock or some such nonsense-when an unexpected current carried me away. I battled against it as long as I could alone, for I was ashamed to call for help; but presently cramp seized me, and then, as you may suppose,J shouted pretty lustily. No one.had noticed my disappearance, and they had some difficulty at first in finding out where the cry came from; but at last the lad I speak of saw me, and swam at once to my rescue. Before he could reach me I was almost exhausted, and