It was of rosewood, with silver corners, and the lining was of polished brass, curiously engraved.

The box had contained a few odd Canadian silver coins, but that was all.
"Do you know, I would like to know the history of this box," observed Dick, as he looked it over.

"As it belonged to one of those smugglers it ought to have quite a story to tell." "It will make a nice jewel casket," put in Tom.

"When you settle down with Dora, you can give if to her for her dia----" "Oh, stow that, Tom! If Dora ever does take me for a husband, it won't be for some years to come, you must know that." "Let me take a look at the box," put in Sam.

"I never got the chance to look it over carefully." "It's odd that they should engrave it inside," went on Dick.