"But he wasn't, you know. And now, Mr. Stackpole, if you will come with me, I will see about your getting your share of the reward."
"Thank you, captain. I won't deny that it'll be particularly convenient, seein' I'm reduced to my last cent."
The police captain exerted himself in a very friendly manner, and owing to the absence of red tape which in an older settlement might have occasioned delay, that same day our Yankee friend was made happy by receiving the sum of fifty pounds.
He called the boys to him, and dividing the money, as well as he could, into three equal parts, he offered one each to Harry and Jack.
"Now we start alike," he said. "There's nearly seventeen pounds apiece. It seems a good deal, but it won't last long here. We must find something to do before long."
"That's just what I want," said Harry, "I came out here to work, and make money, not to loaf about."
"That's the way with me," said Jack, but his tone was not so hopeful or cheerful as Harry's.
"Confess now, Jack," said Harry, "you would rather be on board ship than here at the diggings."
"I would," said Jack; "wouldn't you?"
"Not yet. There is no money to be made on board ship."