when dan drove around the corner of the cabin, the slumbering godfrey, without changing his position, opened one of his eyes, but quickly closed it again as dan turned about in his wagon to look at him. presently he opened it again, and kept it open until dan once more turned to look at him; and the farther the wagon left the house behind, the oftener the eye was opened, and the longer it remained open. when the wagon and its driver had disappeared around a bend in the road, godfrey opened both eyes, straightened up, stretching his arms and yawning as if he had just awakened out of a sound sleep, turned his pipe about in his mouth, and with an expression of great satisfaction on his face, arose and went around the corner of the house toward the corn-crib. he walked straight to the shed that stood beside it, and placing his hand on the same pin[pg 73] that dan had removed but a few minutes before, pulled it out and looked into the opening.

he was surprised at the size of it. by the aid of a gouge, or some other sharp instrument, the inside of the hole had been cut away until a cavity had been formed that would hold a quart or more; and in this were two or three small packages, done up in brown paper. godfrey opened his knife and poked them out one by one. the first contained the greenbacks of which he was in search. he counted them over carefully, and was greatly disappointed and surprised to find that the whole amount was only three dollars and twenty-five cents. but even that sum was more than he could often call his own, and his fingers closed tightly about it as if he feared that it might somehow slip away from him and be lost. the other packages contained powder, lead and a box of caps. these were all useful to godfrey, who put them into the pocket that had the smallest holes in it, and after replacing the pin and driving it into the hole with a blow of his hand, walked away, well satisfied with the discovery he had made.

dan was not so smart as he thought he was. his father had known for along time that he had a secret hiding place for all the various little odds and ends[pg 74] that came into his hands, and when dan went to harness the mule, the suspicious glances he cast about and his stealthy actions, made godfrey believe that he had only to watch him to find out where that hiding place was. there was a convenient opening in the rear wall of the cabin, that had been formed by the “chinking” falling out, and through this hole godfrey watched all dan’s movements. as long as dan remained at the corn-crib, godfrey kept his eye at the opening; but when the boy came toward the cabin, he left it, and passing quickly across the floor and out at the door, seated himself on the bench and took up the position he had occupied when dan last saw him. when his son, satisfied with his reconnoissance, went back to the corn-crib, godfrey again entered the cabin and stationing himself at the hole in the rear wall, saw everything that was done. he was highly delighted with the success of his little stratagem. the money was in his possession now, and besides he had secured ammunition enough to last him a month.

“the amazin’ ongrateful an’ ondutiful chap, to hide things from his poor ole dad in sich a scandalous way as that ar,” said godfrey, giving his pocket a slap. “he wouldn’t lend it to me to take keer of it fur[pg 75] him, an’ now i’ve got it anyhow. but how came he by it, is what i’d like to know. don’t stand to reason that silas jones give it to him, kase he hain’t been a doin’ no work for silas—no, i’ll warrant he hain’t. dan takes arter his pop, and is too much of a gentleman to do anything like work when he can get outen it.”

how dan came by the money in the first place was a matter that interested and perplexed godfrey not a little. he seated himself on the bench again, and smoked up two or three pipes of store tobacco while he was thinking about it. but he could come to no conclusion, although he kept his mind busy until the creaking of the wagon wheels announced that dan was coming back. then godfrey had other matters to think of. he expected a stormy scene with his son when the latter discovered that his money had been removed from its hiding place, and he prepared for it by going into the cabin and placing the rawhide where he could find it at a moment’s warning. then he pushed back his sleeves, seated his remnant of a hat firmly on his head, and seated himself on the bench again to await dan’s approach.

“yer mam hain’t come hum yet, dannie,” said he, when the boy had arrived within speaking distance.[pg 76] “she’s allers away when she’d oughter be here tidyin’ up things, an’ makin’ the house look as though white folks lived here; but we won’t wait fur her. ye can cook as well as any woman, dannie, an’ we’ll have some of that fresh meat to onct.”

dan made no reply in words. he put his hand into his pocket and looked at his father; whereupon the latter arose and glanced into the wagon. it was empty.

“whar’s the meat?” he demanded, angrily.

“it’s done sold,” was the reply.

for a moment godfrey acted as if he were about to go off into an awful passion. he spread out his feet, clenched both his hands and began shaking them in the air. then he jumped up, knocked his heels together, and having thus loosened his joints, was ready for action. dan saw that the storm was coming, and made all haste to put himself out of the way of its fury, first by jumping out of the wagon on the opposite side, so that he would have a fair chance to run if he found it necessary, and second by trying to appease his father.

“hain’t that the way to get rich, pop,—by takin’ money every chance ye get?” said he. “i got it an’ i saved it, too. look a yer,” he added, pulling[pg 77] some bills out of his pocket, and extending them across the wagon toward his father.

godfrey was mollified at once. the sight of money always made him good-natured, especially if he saw a prospect of handling it himself.

“how much ye got thar?” he asked, in a very different tone of voice.

“three dollars an’ a half,” replied dan. “silas jones done offered it to me fur my beef, an’ when i axed him whar was the money, he counted it right down. mebbe i could lend ye another dollar, pop, if ye’ll promise to pay it back.”

godfrey had in some way collected his wandering wits by this time. he reviewed the situation hastily while dan was speaking, and greatly to the surprise of the boy, who had never known him to refuse money before, replied:

“no, dannie, the money is yourn, an’ i wont take it from ye. i’ll have plenty of my own in a week or two—jest as soon as we find that thar bar’l. but, dannie, i had got my mind all made up fur somethin’ nice, an’ i can’t no ways do without some fresh meat of some kind fur supper; so if ye’ll take yer rifle an’ go right out an’ shoot some squirrels, i’ll say no[pg 78] more about yer sellin’ the meat. i’ll unhitch the critter, too.”

dan, glad to be let off so easily, and wondering greatly at this unusual display of forbearance on the part of his father, readily agreed to this proposal. but he didn’t quite like the look of things. he had a suspicion that this was simply a ruse on the part of his father, and that when he came out from behind the wagon and entered the cabin to get his rifle, godfrey would seize him and bring the rawhide into play. experience had taught him that his father’s word was not always to be depended on, so he was very cautious in his movements. he accompanied the wagon to the corn-crib, waited until his father began to unharness the mule, and then darted into the cabin, secured his rifle and ammunition, and quickly put a ten rail fence between him and his sire. then he began to breathe easier.

being left to himself, godfrey proceeded very leisurely to unharness the mule and detach him from the wagon. just as the work was about to be completed, he heard the report of his son’s rifle away off in the woods. the sound had a strange effect upon him. his actions seemed to say that he had been waiting for it. quickly dropping the harness, which he was[pg 79] on the point of hanging in its accustomed place, he seized the wooden pin that concealed the entrance to dan’s hiding-place, and pulled it out. then he took the packages from his pocket, one by one, and put them back in the opening just as he had found them—the powder first, the lead next, then the caps, and lastly the money; and when they were all in, he drove the pin back to its place and hung the harness upon it. he seemed to feel relieved after it was done. he drew a long breath, and started for the cabin to solace himself with a pipe, as he always did after he had exerted himself in any unusual degree.

in half an hour the sun began to sink behind the trees on the opposite bank of the river, and then godfrey’s scattered family began to come in, one after the other. first came his wife, who had been over to see a neighbor with whom she had been on visiting terms in better days. on her arm she carried a basket covered with a snow-white napkin. godfrey’s eyes glistened at the sight of it. he had seen a good many such baskets carried into his house of late, and he knew that every time they came he and the rest of the family had something good to eat for a day or two.

“now, godfrey, if you will chop some wood and[pg 80] start a fire, i’ll get some supper,” said his wife, cheerfully.

the man took his pipe out of his mouth and groaned. chopping wood was his pet aversion.

“didn’t used to be so in the good ole days, did it, susie?” said he, with a long-drawn sigh. “i used to have plenty of niggers to do that ar mean work. choppin’ wood ain’t gentleman’s work, susie—no it ain’t!”

“but somebody must do it, godfrey,” said mrs. evans.

“so they must; but i can’t seem to stoop to it, somehow. here comes dave. make him do it.”

“david is tired out, most likely. he’s been tramping through the fields all the afternoon.”

“an’ hain’t i tired out too, i’d like to know?” exclaimed godfrey. “here i’ve been an’ hoofed it down to the landin’ an’ worked like a good fellow at that shootin’ match. whew! it jest makes me ache all over to think of all i’ve been an’ done since dinner. ’sides, dave’s got no sort o’ right to go a trampin’ ’round the fields all the arternoon. he’d oughter be to hum straightenin’ up things. but it won’t be so long—not longer nor next week, nohow—kase that thar bar’l will——”

[pg 81]“now, godfrey!” interrupted mrs. evans.

“now, ole woman!” retorted godfrey.

“i knew you didn’t mean what you said to-day at the dinner table,” said his wife, “and i wish you wouldn’t talk so before the boys.”

“about that thar bar’l, with the eighty thousand dollars into it? i did mean it, an’ i tell ye i will talk so, too!”

“then it is high time somebody was taking charge of your children. david may be able to resist such temptations, but i don’t want to have him put to the test. you will certainly have a bad influence over dan, for you will make him dishonest.”

the mere mention of that word seemed to irritate godfrey. he jumped up from the bench, spread out his feet, and taking his pipe from his mouth with one hand, extended the other toward his wife.

“now, ole woman, jest look at ye!” he began; and then he bounded into the air, knocked his heels together, and came down on his feet again with a jar that must have shaken him all over. “an’ now jest look at me!”

“i was talking with mrs. gordon about it not more than an hour ago,” said mrs. evans, not at all alarmed by her husband’s words or actions. “she[pg 82] says the general wants to do something for david, and will use his influence to put him where he can make a man of himself. he has aspirations, and i believe will be of some use in the world if he ever has the chance.”

godfrey put his pipe back into his mouth and sat down again.

“what did you say them things is that dave’s got?” he asked.

“aspirations,” replied mrs. evans.

“what’s them, an’ whar did he get ’em?” inquired godfrey, who thought they might be something of value which david carried in his pockets, and which might be stolen after the boy had gone to bed.

“i mean that he doesn’t want to live in this way all his life. he wants to do and be something better.”

“oh!” said godfrey, somewhat disappointed. “wal, i can take keer of him, an’ without no help from the gen’ral, who can jest watch his own boys an’ let mine be. that bar’l will fix things all right!”

mrs. evans, seeing that nothing was to be gained by talking to her husband, passed on into the cabin; and just then david came up. he carried his old single-barrel shot gun over his shoulder, a bunch of[pg 83] quails in his hand, and don gordon’s pointer followed close at his heels, his appearance indicating that he had been doing some work since he left the cabin.

“wal, sonny,” said godfrey, “how does the pup understand his business?”

“o, it will be no trouble at all to break him,” answered david. “he understands some things as well as an old dog already.”

“i’m glad to hear ye say so, an’ i’m glad to see ye’ve done so well,” said godfrey, glancing at the bunch of quails. “ye’re getting to be a right smart hunter. ye can make a good livin’ at it some day, if ye want to.”

“but i don’t want to,” said david quickly. “i can make a better living at something else, and take care of my mother, too.”

“that’s right, sonny. allers think of yer mam, what’s done so much fur ye; an’ of yer pop, too. he’s worked monstrous hard to edicate ye an’ keep a roof over yer head, yer pop has, an’ ye’d oughter to begin to pay him back purty soon. now, put away yer gun an’ go an’ chop some wood fur yer mam to cook supper by. she’s tired, an’ so be i. we’ve worked powerful hard this arternoon, we[pg 84] have, while ye’ve been trampin’ about enjoyin’ yerself.”

godfrey settled back on the bench and gave his undivided attention to his pipe for a few seconds and then suddenly arose and entered the cabin. he had counted the moments of dan’s absence pretty closely and knew about what time to look for his return. he knew, too, what the boy would do first when he came back, and wanted to be where he could watch all his movements. he applied his eye to the hole in the wall where the chinking had fallen out, and was just in time to see dan climb the fence that separated the woods from the little clearing in which the cabin stood, and make his way towards the corn-crib. when he reached it he paused long enough to make sure that there was no one in sight, and then quickly took the harness down from its place, and pulled out the pin. a hasty glance at the interior of his hiding place, satisfied him that everything was just as he had left it; and this being settled he pulled something out of his pocket, pushed it into the opening, replaced the pin, and hung up the harness, just as david, with an axe on his shoulder, came whistling around the corner of the cabin.

having seen all he wanted to see, godfrey quickly[pg 85] crossed the cabin and seating himself on the bench pulled vigorously at his pipe.

“fur downright yankee ’cuteness an’ smartness i jist think i lay over ’most anybody,” thought he, giving his knee an approving slap. “i’m jist three dollars an’ a half ahead of what i would have been, if i had kept that money when i had it. when dan told me that he’d done sold that beef, i knowed what he’d do with the money, an’ that’s why i sent him into the woods arter them squirrels. it give me time to fix things in that hole jist as i found ’em, an’ now dan’s done gone an’ put that three an’ a half in there too, which makes me a’most seven dollars ahead of the hounds, if i counted it up on my fingers right, an’ i reckon i did. i hain’t agoin’ to hunt fur that bar’l to-night, kase when dan goes to sleep i want to slip out thar an’ get that money, afore he has a chance to take it out an’ put it sowewhar else!”

at this moment dan came around the corner of the cabin, with a string of squirrels thrown over his shoulder. there were eight of them altogether and he held them up so that his father could see that every one of them was shot through the head. godfrey complimented him on his skill, and when the boy passed into the cabin became suddenly silent and[pg 86] thoughtful. a question had just occurred to him. what if dan had spent some of the money at the landing before he came home? he could not breathe freely until he found out.

“dannie,” said he, as the boy, having put away his rifle, came out again and seated himself on a log near the cabin preparatory to skinning the squirrels he had shot, “ye told me ye’d got——how much fur that quarter of beef?”

“three an’ a half, pop,” was the reply, and dan began to look wild, and arose rather hastily from the log. there was something in the tone in which this question was propounded that made him fear that the storm he had quelled a short time before, was gathering again; but his father’s next words reassured him.

“yer a good son, dannie,” said godfrey. “an’ that’s the way to get rich, that ar way is. take money when ye can get it, an’ keep it, too; mind that, dannie. don’t go to throwin’ it about loose an’ reckless, but hold fast to it with sich a grip that nothin’ can’t make ye let up. ye didn’t spend none of it at the landin’, i hope?”

“no, i didn’t. didn’t i tell ye that i brung every cent of it hum?”

[pg 87]“that’s a good boy,” said godfrey; and having set his fears at rest, he became silent again and puffed at his pipe until he was called to supper. when the meal was over, he went back to his pipe again; dan made a pretence of chopping wood; while david assisted his mother in her household duties. it began to grow dark at last, and then dan threw down his axe and seated himself beside his father who was nodding on the bench.

“say, pop, be we goin’ to look fur that bar’l to-night?” he asked.

“no, dannie, we hain’t,” was the sleepy reply. “i can’t. here i’ve been an’ hoofed it down to the landin’ an’ back since dinner, an’ i’m jest teetotally tuckered out. wait till to-morrow an’ then we’ll go!”

dan was surprised at this answer. he was tired himself, but the prospect of digging up eighty thousand dollars in gold and silver, would have put life and energy into him if he had been completely exhausted. he attributed his father’s refusal to his inherent laziness; but something he discovered the next morning showed him that he was wrong there.

the evening was passed in much the same manner that every evening was passed under godfrey’s roof.[pg 88] there were no candles to light the hovel, and even if there had been there were no books or papers to read, no games or anything else to engage in to make the time pass pleasantly. in one corner of the cabin beside the fire-place was a pile of resinous knots which david had picked up in the woods. one of these was occasionally placed on the coals, and while it blazed up and threw a feeble light about the room, david and his mother talked of the past and speculated concerning the future. this was the way david’s education had always been conducted. the remembrance of these evening interviews with his mother went through life with him, and the moral lessons that were then inculcated stood him in good hand in after years.

dan and his father had their own peculiar ways of putting in the time that elapsed between the cleaning away of the supper dishes and the hour for retiring. dan always stretched himself out on the floor and went to sleep, while his father nodded on the bench outside the door. on this particular evening godfrey did not seem to slumber very heavily for every now and then he would straighten up and look steadily toward the corner in which dan lay. he appeared to be waiting for something. it came[pg 89] at last in the shape of a gentle snore, and then godfrey arose and stole away in the darkness. a few minutes later he came back, and taking possession of the miserable “shake down” he called a bed, was soon sound asleep.