"If you'll take that pinter an' keep him till I call fur him, I'll give you half of what Don pays me to get him back." "I seed you bringin' the dog an' I knowed what you was up to," replied his father.

"But Don don't get him back fur no dollar, I tell you.

That animile is wuth fifty dollars anyhow, an' if Don wants him agin he'll have to plank down five dollars." "Whew!" whistled Dan.

"We're gettin' rich, ain't we?
Now, pap, thar's your shoes an' stockin's, an' thar's the change Silas give me.

You kin put it with what you've got left of your twenty dollars, an' when----O, laws!" Dan jumped to his feet, opened his mouth and eyes and looked at his father in the greatest astonishment.