ran almost directly downward and was shaky besides, and he could scarcely keep his footing.
Up came the second bagful, and then the third followed.
"Keep it up there, now," called out Dick. "I'll bring the rest in my pockets."
"Don't miss any," shouted Don. "These doubloons are worth sixteen or eighteen dollars each."
"I don't intend to miss any," answered Dick; "but it's no mean work to move around down here—I can tell you that."
"Be careful," cried old Jacob. "If you have the most on it, better come up."
"Yes; leave the odds and ends of coin go," shouted Don.
A cry from Dick interrupted him. "Here's something else; boys—a little bag full of stones."
"Diamonds?" queried Leander.
"I can't say, for the bag is sealed up, and it's marked M. M. M. I'll be up soon now."
Dick continued to hunt around, in the meantime adjusting the rope under his arms, that a slip might not prove too dangerous.
Three more Spanish gold pieces were sighted, also a curious golden cross set with rubies.
At last it looked as if he had secured everything of value, and he called to those above to haul him up.
