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"That is what we are doing already," answered Jack, with something of a happy laugh. He, too, had spotted something yellow between the rocks, and now brought it forth, another piece of gold, twice the size of Plum's find. "Good for yeou!" shouted the Yankee boy. "The rocks must be full o' gold!"

"We can load our ponies with gold," said Jack. He was so delighted he could scarcely speak. "That's it we'll carry away all we can an' then come back fer more," answered the Yankee lad. How to get to the top of the hole once more was a problem, but at last Jack climbed on Plum's shoulders. He was then able to grasp a tree root, and by this means hauled himself upward.

Beyond the islands and the sloop there were no other objects for Captain Plum's eyes to rest upon. So far as he could see there was no other sail. At his back he was shut in by a dense growth of trees and creeping vines, and unless a small boat edged close in around the end of Beaver Island his place of concealment must remain undiscovered. At least this seemed an assured fact to Captain Plum.

"I want to tell you " he whispered, and Nathaniel bent low. "I have given him the package. It is evidence I have gathered all these years to destroy the Mormon kingdom." He tried to turn his head. "Marion " he whispered wistfully. "She will come," said Nathaniel. "I will call her." "No not yet." Obadiah's fingers tightened about Captain Plum's. "I want to tell you."

As Nathaniel stepped back from him half laughing and puffing clouds of smoke from his pipe Marion's brother thrust his hands into his pockets with an exclamation that forcefully expressed his appreciation of Captain Plum's scheme. "I never thought of that," he added, after a moment. "By Heaven, it will be easy "

"You want to see the color of the gold before you land the goods. I'll show it to you. I'll pay you the whole sum to-night. Then you'll take the stuff where I tell you to. Eh? Isn't that so?" He darted ahead of Captain Plum with a quick alert movement. "Will you please follow me, sir?" For an instant Captain Plum's impulse was to hold back.

The little old man had lighted his candle, and, grinning back over his shoulder, passed through a narrow cut in the wall that could hardly be called a door and planted his light on a table that stood in the center of a small room, or closet, not more than five feet square. Then he coolly pulled Captain Plum's old letter from his pocket and smoothed it out in the dim light.

He was, in the first place, a young man, not more than eight or nine and twenty, and his strong, rather thin face, tanned by exposure to the sea, was just now lighted up by eyes that shone with an unbounded good humor which any instant might take the form of laughter. At the present time Captain Plum's vision was confined to one direction, which carried his gaze out over Lake Michigan.

Plum's agitation left him rather unpresentable for the street, though he had finally gone forth with his hair just as he had rumpled it, and with his hat in his hand. They wished the truth, they said: Was it true or was it not true? Mr.

His eyes gleamed with a feverish glare. A sudden hectic flush had gathered in his death-like cheeks. He trembled. His voice rose barely above a whisper. "Repeat," he commanded. "I, Captain Nathaniel Plum, do solemnly swear before God " A thrilling inspiration shot into Captain Plum's brain. "Hold!" he cried. He lowered his hand.

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