CHAPTER II.
DAVID'S VISITORS.
The trouble began the very next morning.

While Godfrey was sitting on the bench in front of his cabin, deeply engrossed with his own thoughts, Dan came rushing up with a face full of terror, and conveyed to him the startling intelligence that a "haunt"-- a Northern boy would have called it a ghost--had been seen at General Gordon's barn.

It looked exactly like old Jordan, the negro, who had buried the treasure in the potato-patch; but of course it couldn't be old Jordan, for he had never been heard of since he ran away with the Yankees, and everybody believed him to be dead.

Godfrey listened in great amazement to his son's story, and, to satisfy himself of the truth of it, went up to the barn, with his rifle for company.

He had not been there many minutes before he received convincing proof that Dan had told the truth, for he saw the object with his own eyes--a feeble old negro, dressed in a white plantation suit, and wearing a battered plug hat, who limped along in plain view of him, and finally disappeared, no one could tell how or when.