An' jumpin' Jehoshaphat, Henry, here's a little bag o' silver an' gold!" "Put that back!" said Henry hastily.

"Put it back, Sol! Their goods we'll borrow as fair spoil, but we won't touch their money.

Put it back and none of us will ever take that bag out again." "You're right, Henry," said Sol soberly.

"I wouldn't handle a single coin in that bag thar.

Here she goes right under the bottom o' everything in this locker, an' thar she'll stay.