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" what do you think now, Sammy?" asked Bob, as they walked toward Barnacle Cottage in the evening darkness.

"What about?" asked Sammy, sharply.

"About your treasure."

"I think just the same as I did before," answered Sammy, promptly, "and that is that it's around here. Didn't we see that man digging for it?"

"Say, you'd believe the moon was made of green cheese if someone told you," said Frank.

"Oh, I would; eh?" returned Sammy. "Well, you just wait and see."

The days that followed were happy ones for the Fairview boys. They went in swimming so often that Mrs. Bouncer said they might as well live in their bathing suits, and save their other clothes. They often went clamming, bringing home big baskets filled with the soft kind.

These clams were steamed, or made into toothsome chowder, which the boys enjoyed very much.

At other times the lads would take their own safe boat, and go to the distant sand flats, where they learned to tread for hard clams.

Crabbing was one of their chief delights, and many a basketfull of the clashing, clawing creatures they pulled out