"Ah! You have a gold-mine, have you?" said Casper, with a smile. "When do you start?"
"Read the letter, and you will think we ought to start right away," said Julian, while Jack got up and proceeded with his supper. "We think of starting to-morrow morning."
"I would like to have my hand on your coat-tail about the time you get out there," said Casper. "Now, the question is, does the mine pay anything?"
"Read the letter, and you will understand as much as we do."
Casper began the letter, and he had not gone far with it before he broke out with "Jerusalem!" and "This beats me!" and "Fifty thousand dollars!" When he had got done with the letter, he folded it up and passed it back to Julian without saying a word.
"And that is not all of it," said the latter. "Do you see the rest of the papers there in that box? Well, they are deeds of property which amount to one hundred thousand dollars."
"Whew!" whistled Casper. "By gracious! You're lucky—are you not? When do you start?"
"Laying all jokes aside, we don't intend to start at all," said Jack.
"You don't?" exclaimed Casper. "Have you got something better on hand?"
"No, I don't know that we have; but our first hard work must be to find this man Haberstro. It would not be right for us to keep what is in that box without turning the city upside down in order to locate him."