Under the stone a beautiful basin a foot and a half across and about as deep had been chiselled out.
"A lot of us found it here," said the Ohio boy, "and we found, too, a tin cup chained to a staple driven into the stone.

See, it's here still.
We haven't broken the chain.

I suppose it belongs to some farmer close by.

The boys brought other tin cups and we drank so fast that the brook itself became dry.

The water never got any further than the pool.