It behooved him to get all there was out of the pride and the joy of it.
Mary laid down the hatchet so close that it touched Jimmy's hand, to remind him.

"Now what do you suppose he has sent you ?" she inquired eagerly, her hand straying toward the packages.
Jimmy tested the box.

"It don't weigh much," he said, "but one end of it's the heaviest." He set the hatchet in a tiny crack, and with one rip, stripped off the cover.

Inside lay a long, brown leather case, with small buckles, and in one end a little leather case, flat on one side, rounding on the other, and it, too, fastened with a buckle.

Jimmy caught sight of a paper book folded in the bottom of the box, as he lifted the case.