bolts in one, the nails in another, and the screws in a third.

"'And see what I found!' exclaimed Charles. 'It was lying under those
old crooked bolts in the bottom of the chest.' And he handed the druggist
a five-dollar gold-piece.

"The druggist took the money and said with a smile, 'Now you may place
the bolts and screws back in the chest just as you have them arranged
in the boxes.'

"After he had done that, Charles was sent on a few errands; and then he
was dismissed for the day.

"A few days later the druggist gave Charles a key and said, 'You may
come early in the morning and open the store, and do the sweeping and
dusting.'

"At the end of the first week, when Charles received his pay-envelope,
he found the five-dollar gold-piece along with the week's wages.

"One morning not long afterward, when Charles was sweeping the floor,
he found a few pennies lying near the counter. He picked them up and
laid them on the shelf, and told the druggist about them. Another day
he found some pennies, a dime, and two nickels. These too he laid on the
shelf, telling the druggist where he had found them.

"About a month later, when he was sweeping one morning, he found a bright,
shiny new dollar. How he did wish he might keep it for himself!

"'The druggist would never know it,' whispered a tiny voice.