And, indeed, the prospect was dark enough. Those greenbacks meant the
savings of months, doubtless, put by bit by bit, for just this occasion,
and to have them thus destroyed in one careless instant seemed too
cruel!

After a little they could talk about it.

"Where could it have been?" sobbed Molly, making a dab at her eyes with
the potato, but remembering in time to substitute the corner of her
apron.

"I don't know," said Sara; "it was wrapped in brown paper, I think. Even
if we had seen it, we would have thought it but a twisted scrap. Did
either of you see Neddie when he picked it up?"

No one had, until Morton spied it on the way to his mouth, and all
conjectures were useless so long as the little fellow could not explain.

Instead, Morton said more hopefully, "But, Sara, perhaps this isn't all
there was. She might have hid it in two or three places."

Sara shook her head dubiously; such wisdom was more than she could hope
for in the young mother.

"No, Morton, I don't believe there would be enough to divide. We must
look this trouble squarely in the face."

"But, Sara," persisted the boy, "Jap Norris always says father's the
most forehanded among them all, and rich for a fisherman. You know he