Jimmy's superstitious soul readily peopled them with goblins and devils.

He shuddered, and began to talk aloud to cheer himself.

"Elivin muskrat skins, times fifteen cints apiece, one dollar sixty-five.

That will buy more than I can hold.

Hagginy! Won't I be takin' one long fine gurgle of the pure stuff! And there's the boys! I might do the grand for once.