These three were dubbed by their companions the "Cold-Water Brigade," and accepted the designation good-naturedly.
"Joshua," said Joe, some three months after their arrival, "have you taken account of stock lately ?" "No," said Joshua, "but I'll do it now." After a brief time he announced the result.
"I've got about five hundred dollars, or thereabouts," he said.
"You have done a little better than I have." "How much have you ?" "About four hundred and fifty." "I owe you twenty-five dollars, Joe.

That'll make us even." Joshua was about to transfer twenty-five dollars to Joe, when the latter stayed his hand.
"Don't be in a hurry, Mr.Bickford," he said.

"Wait till we get to the city." "Do you know, Joe," said Joshua, in a tone of satisfaction, "I am richer than I was when I sot out from home ?" "I am glad to hear it, Mr.Bickford.

You have worked hard, and deserve your luck." "I had only three hundred dollars then; now I've got four hundred and seventy-five, takin' out what I owe you." "You needn't take it out at all." "You've done enough for me, Joe.

I don't want you to give me that debt." "Remember, Joshua, I have got a business in the city paying me money all the time.