It's been here fifteen years and seventeen days and now it must come out, rain or shine, before night-fall.

'Before the sun sets,' so the telegram ran.

I'll be blessed but I'll ask a handsome penny for this job." Mr.Ransom, controlling himself with difficulty, pointed to the little mound.

"But the child seems to have been buried here," he said.
"Lord bless you, yes, a child was buried here, but we all knew years ago that it mightn't be Hazen's.

The schoolhouse burned and a dozen children with it.