Page 9 - Chapter-5 The Bogey-Ghost

• By this time she was a bit tired of dragging

such a heavy weight, and, stopping to rest a

while, turned to look at her treasure.

• And lo! it wasn't a pot of gold at all! It was

nothing but a lump of silver. She stared at it,

and rubbed her eyes, and stared at it again.

• "Well!” she said at last. “I am puzzled. What

made me think it was a pot of gold?

• Neverthless , assuming that her age was

having an effect on her memory, she

continued trotting again,planning what she

would do with all that silver.