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I guess he thinks it's some East India idol, or something of that kind, and that his fortune is made." "Supposing it should be an East India idol!" exclaimed George, "It may be, for all I know," Thede replied. "Anyhow, while old Finklebaum was out trying to find out how much his Little Brass God was worth, little Ikey sold it for a ten dollar note." "Oh my, oh my, oh my!" laughed George.
Had he secured the document, he would be the last one to offer a high reward for the return of the odd casket in which it had been contained. While the boy puzzled over the case, Pierre and Thede sat down to their evening meal. George was invited to join them in the repast, but declined on the ground that he had eaten supper not long before.
"He was so mighty careful to get us into safe quarters that he led us into this rotten hole and fixed it so we couldn't get out!" "What's he doing it all for?" Will asked, turning to Tommy. "Perhaps Thede Carson can tell you better than I can," replied Tommy. "You remember Thede Carson, don't you, Will?"
But the love of change, natural to a boy, and the desire to see the wonders of the great city, with accounts of which Thede had excited his imagination, overcame his inclination to remain in the camp. The year of separation would be very short, he thought, so that, after all, it was only a temporary matter.
George said, directly. "What's the answer!" asked Sandy, rather sourly. "You need exercise!" replied George. "You've been ramming about the cabin all the morning, and I've been wishing for the last three hours that you'd take to the tall timber." "Is that so?" shouted Sandy springing to his feet. "Yes, that's so!" answered George. "I wish you and Thede would go out for a ramble.
Belcher to take his hand, limp and trembling with fear, and under the guise of friendliness to lead him up the steps, and take him to his room. Thede watched them until they disappeared, and then ran back to his home, and reported what had taken place. Mrs. Balfour was alone, and could do nothing. She did not believe that Mr.
"You for the foolish house!" cried Tommy. "Honest, boys!" Thede declared. "George came to the cabin and I started home with him after Pierre left us alone together. The storm chased us into a cave, just as I told you, and we kept on going until we came to the place where the Little Brass God sat up on the wall making faces at a man asleep at the fire."
As the boys drew still closer they heard the labored breathing of some one running, apparently only a short distance away. Oje darted away in the direction of the sounds, but soon returned to where the boys waited and headed once more for the Boy Scout signal. "What did you see, Oje?" Thede asked. The Indian turned and pointed back over the snowy trail they had followed from the burning tree.
"If I could just get my hands on that idiotic little plaything, I'd sneak back to old Finklebaum and get his hundred dollars so quick it would make his head swim." "His hundred dollars!" repeated George. "I thought I heard you saying last night if you got hold of the Little Brass God, you'd make him put up a thousand dollars for it!" "So I would, too," declared Thede.
"Come along," said Thede Balfour, tugging at his hand, "you'll be late at school." Poor Harry could no more have walked than he could have flown. Mr. Belcher saw the impression he had made upon him, and became soft and insinuating in his manner. "I'm glad to see you, my boy," said Mr. Belcher. "Come into the house, and see the children. They all remember you, and they are all homesick.
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