"What have you got there?" asked Dick, as Rand pulled a coin from his pocket and began rubbing it up on his sleeve.
"That's his mascot," laughed Jack. "It's the coin he found in the road, and he keeps it for luck."
"Well, I guess it has its work cut out for it, all right," went on Dick. "He will have his hands full—if it is a he—to keep us in the procession. Alton has a crew of blacksmiths."
"So much the more weight to carry," replied Rand, who made the best of everything.
"Not much chance for us," put in Jack.
"Oh, I don't know," returned Rand.
"'Stranger things than that have happened,' as the old woman said when she kissed her cow."
"You mean as the man said when he married his cook," corrected
Donald.
"Well, there wasn't anything strange about that," returned Rand, "if she was a good cook."
"Or if her cooking was good," added Jack.