"The back of the map is full of writing," said Sam. He looked closer. "It's in French."
"This box must have belonged to one of those French-Canadian smugglers," said Dick. "We'll have to get Uncle Randolph to read the writing and tell us what it says."
The three boys had been up to Dick's room. Now they lost no time in going below. In all eagerness they burst into the library, where Anderson Rover sat reading a magazine and Randolph Rover one of his favorite works on scientific farming.
"Dick has got the money casket open!" cried Sam.
"And he has found a map," added Tom. "We want Uncle Randolph to read the writing. It's in French."
"Found a map in that old brass-lined box, eh?" said Anderson Rover. "That's interesting."
"I am afraid my French is a trifle rusty," remarked Randolph Rover, as he put down his book. "Let me see the map."
He took it to the window, and both he and Anderson Rover looked it over with keen interest.
"Why, this is a map of the locality around Timber Run," said Randolph Rover. "That's a great lumbering section in the Adirondacks."
"Timber Run!" echoed Tom, and for the moment said no more. But he remembered what Dora Stanhope had said, that after the holidays Nellie and Grace Laning were going on a visit to an aunt who lived at Timber Run.