The Voyage of the Hoppergrass by Edmund Lester Pearson
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name, now.
We came to anchor, and the Captain started us off on our trip to the place where the treasure was supposed to lie. He rowed us in to the wharf. "You ought to be back here by six o'clock. I'll leave yer canoe with Pike, all right,--I know where he hangs out, I guess. Take a good look round the island, an' if yer find any of the loot, don't forget me!" And then as we started up the wharf he called out: "Got any money with yer? There'll be hoss-car fares to pay, yer know." I felt in my pockets. "Mine's on the boat," I said. "So's mine," said Jimmy. "And so's mine," said Ed Mason. "That's all right," said Mr. Daddles, "I've brought some,--all the change we'll need." We went through the village and crossed the causeway. It was only a short walk to the end of the car line. Here was standing an old horse-car. The car was old, the horse was old, and the man who |
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