“Hello!” said he.
“What is it?” said his comrade.
“Half-rotten plank — no, it’s a box, I believe. Here — bear a hand and we’ll see what it’s here for. Never mind, I’ve broke a hole.”
He reached his hand in and drew it out —
“Man, it’s money!”
The two men examined the handful of coins. They were gold. The boys above were as excited as themselves, and as delighted.
Joe’s comrade said:
“We’ll make quick work of this. There’s an old rusty pick over amongst the weeds in the corner the other side of the fireplace —