“Here’s the last one of the good lot; what shall we do with it?” asked Dudley.
“Tie it around the porker’s neck!” laughed Paul.
“Oh, no! Let’s take it home to Mose; he will be tickled to pieces with it,” exclaimed Billy.
So the little box was tucked in Billy’s pocket to be given to the appreciative cook. Then the boys turned over another case.
“Here boys!—don’t open up anything else, or the clutter will choke the engine!” begged Benton.
They laughed at that but promised to wait for landing before investigating any further.
That night, the Islanders passed a delirious time amidst the contents of the cases picked up from the Katahdin.
The first case opened was found to be packed with woodenware—bread boards, chopping-bowls, potato mashers, and such.
“Great Scott! Here’s enough wood to build a house!” said Paul.
“I’ll tell you what! These oval and round bread-boards’ll make dandy totems for every one!” cried Billy.