| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | The Sale of "Old Horse," | [1] |
| II. | Casper is Disgusted, | [13] |
| III. | Julian is Astonished, | [24] |
| IV. | Where the Box Was, | [38] |
| V. | Casper Thinks of Something, | [52] |
| VI. | A Mr. Haberstro Appears, | [65] |
| VII. | A Plan that Didn't Work, | [78] |
| VIII. | Claus Calls Again, | [91] |
| IX. | The Master Mechanic, | [105] |
| X. | Where are the Valises? | [118] |
| XI. | In Denver, | [132] |
| XII. | Casper Nevins, the Spy, | [146] |
| XIII. | Getting Ready for Work, | [160] |
| XIV. | How Casper was Served, | [174] |
| XV. | How a Mine was Haunted, | [188] |
| XVI. | Good News, | [201] |
| XVII. | Mr. Banta is Surprised, | [215] |
| XVIII. | Grub-Staking, | [228] |
| XIX. | Going to School, | [243] |
| XX. | Waterspouts and Blizzards, | [256] |
| XXI. | The Camp at Dutch Flat, | [271] |
| XXII. | The Haunted Mine, | [286] |
| XXIII. | Haunted no Longer, | [302] |
| XXIV. | "That is Gold," | [317] |
| XXV. | Claus, Again, | [332] |
| XXVI. | Claus Hears Something, | [348] |
| XXVII. | Bob Tries Strategy, | [365] |
| XXVIII. | An Inhuman Act, | [380] |
| XXIX. | A Tramp with the Robbers, | [392] |
| XXX. | Home Again, | [406] |
| XXXI. | Conclusion, | [420] |
THE HAUNTED MINE.
CHAPTER I.
THE SALE OF "OLD HORSE."
"Going for twenty-five cents. Going once; going twice; going——"
"Thirty cents."
"Thirty cents! Gentlemen, I am really astonished at you. It is a disgrace for me to take notice of that bid. Why, just look at that box. A miser may have hidden the secret of a gold-mine in it. Here it is, neatly dovetailed, and put together with screws instead of nails; and who knows but that it contains the treasure of a lifetime hidden away under that lid? And I am bid only thirty cents for it. Do I hear any more? Won't somebody give me some more? Going for thirty cents once; going twice; going three times, and sold to that lucky fellow who stands there with a uniform on. I don't know what his name is. Step up there and take your purchase, my lad, and when you open that box, and see what is in it, just bless your lucky stars that you came to this office this afternoon to buy yourself rich."
It happened in the Adams Express office, and among those who always dropped around to see how things were going was the young fellow who had purchased the box. It was on the afternoon devoted to the sale of "old horse"—packages which had lain there for a long time and nobody had ever called for them. When the packages accumulated so rapidly that the company had about as many on hand as their storeroom could hold, an auctioneer was ordered to sell them off for whatever he could get. Of course nobody could tell what was in the packages, and somebody always bought them by guess. Sometimes he got more than his money's worth, and sometimes he did not. That very afternoon a man bought a package so large and heavy that he could scarcely lift it from the counter, and so certain was he that he had got something worth looking at that he did not take the package home with him, but borrowed a hammer from one of the clerks and opened it on the spot, the customers all gathering around him to see what he had. To the surprise of everybody, he turned out half a dozen bricks. A partner of the man to whom the box was addressed had been off somewhere to buy a brickyard, and, not satisfied with the productions of the yard, had enclosed the bricks to the man in St. Louis, to see how he liked them. The purchaser gazed in surprise at what he had brought, and then threw down the hammer and turned away; but by the time he got to the door the loud laughter of everybody in the office—and the office was always full at the sale of "old horse"—caused him to arrest his steps. By that time he himself was laughing.