to be playing hereabouts." remarked Frank, as they paused to look down once more into the dark depths.
"I wouldn't want my worst enemy to slip over that edge. My! but it was a queer sensation I had when falling. Let's cover the hole up again," remarked Jerry.
"If we can find the planks it would be a good idea," echoed Will.
They started a search immediately. When Andy and his followers had removed this cover, to substitute the frail one of slender sticks, quilted with dead leaves and a scattering of soil to deceive the eye, they could not have taken the boards far away.
"I'm dead sure they ain't in the hole," observed Jerry, as they hunted.
"Lucky for you they were not, as you might have broken a leg in striking hard planks instead of soft soil," remarked Frank.
"Here they are, boys!" sang out Will just then.
It took but a short time for them to carry the heavy planks back to the place, and cover up the hole the crazy gold-hunter had dug so many years ago.
"Hope those sillies won't think to steal them off again. They might trap one of that lumber-
