Every o one knows that Sir Dominick Holden the famous Indian surgeon made me his heir and that his death changed me in an hour from a hard-wor­king and impecunious medical man to a well-to-do landed proprietor. Many know also that there were at least five people between the inheritance and me and that Sir Dominick's selection appeared to be al­together arbitrary and whimsical. I can assure them however that they are quite mistaken and that alt­hough I only knew Sir Dominick in the closing years of his life there were none the less very real reasons why he should show his goodwill towards me. As a matter of fact though I say it myself no man ever did more for another than I did for my Indian unc­le. I cannot expect the story to be believed but it is so singular that I should feel that it was a breach of duty if I did not put it upon record so here it is and your belief or incredulity is your own affair.