Mrs.Cantwell promptly hunted until she found another satchel key that fitted.
Then she opened the bag, staring at the contents with big eyes.
"What on earth can my husband have been doing ?" she wondered.
"Surely he hasn't been robbing the Salvation Army Christmas boxes! And the idea of sending me money all in pennies!" The more she thought about it the more indignant did Mrs.Cantwell become.

Finally, a little after noon, Mrs.Cantwell decided to take the stuff to the bank, have it counted and turned over into greenbacks.

So she trudged up to the bank with it.

The journey was something more than a mile in length.

Mrs.Cantwell arrived at the bank, only to make the same discovery that her husband had made about the need of counting and wrapping the money before it could be deposited or exchanged.