CHAPTER XXXVII.
THE NUGGET IS STOLEN.
At this time Joe and Joshua were occupying a tent which they had purchased on favorable terms of a fellow miner.
They retired in good season, for they wished to start early on their journey on the following morning.
"I don't know as I can go to sleep," said Joshua.

"I can't help thinkin' of how rich I am, and what dad and all the folks will say." "Do you mean to go home at once, Mr.Bickford ?" "Jest as soon as I can get ready.

I'll tell you what I am goin' to do, Joe.

I'm goin' to buy a tip-top suit when I get to Boston, and a gold watch and chain, and a breast-pin about as big as a saucer.
When I sail into Pumpkin Holler in that rig folks'll look at me, you bet.

There's old Squire Pennyroyal, he'll be disappointed for one." "Why will he be disappointed ?" "Because he told dad I was a fool to come out here.