"Shucks!" remarked Harry. "I saw one sluice where they'd cleaned up $138 in a day—but there were four men working it, and they had more loose dirt than we've got. Our dirt's mostly rock. Anyway, we'll lay aside that $100 we owe Father Richards and have something to show extra before he and mother and the Stantons come in."
However, the afternoon clean-up netted them, although they had dug the dirt from a deeper place which looked very promising, scarcely color! And when early, before breakfast, in the morning, Terry sallied out to survey about and plan for a big day, to his astonishment the rivulet was dry, except for a dribble!
CHAPTER XIV
PAT CASEY HELPS OUT
He hastened back to the cabin with his eyes popping.
"Our water's gone!"
"What!"
"It is. There's not enough to fill a tin cup!"
"Great Scotland!" And setting aside the skillet and dropping his fork, Harry rushed out to see for himself.