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88 THE LOST CACHE. - “Do you only suppose it to be natural?” interrupted Harry, ; “Have you had no experience in such matters ?” , “That is neither here nor there, Harry Chenault. I simply say that we did not come here for the purpose of making love. Love-making is very proper, as well as very pleasant; but it ought not to be allowed to interfere with business,” “T shall tell Madeline your opinion on that point,” sug- gested Harry. “JT hardly think you can tell her any thing about it that she does not already know. I think your love-making might be postponed until the return journey, or, at least, that it need not occupy your whole time. We came here for the purpose of searching for that lost cache, or finding the treasure that is concealed somewhere in this neighborhood, and that business should be attended to without delay.” “T tell you what, Sam Myers, you wish to marry my sister Madeline, but you are a proud-spirited fellow, and you think you ought to wait until you are rich. I think you are - stupid, because I,have reason to believe that Madeline does not Wish to wait. However, as you are obstinate, I advise you to find that treasure, if you really believe it to be in existence. I will not interfere with you, and all. you find will be your own. Then you can be as purse-proud as you please, and you need not put forward the plea of poverty as an excuse for deferring your marriage.” “Can you suppose, Harry, that I seanith touch it, unless you were present—you, who have the greatest claim to it? Be-— sides, I need your advice and assistance.” “Very well. If I help you I shall claim my share; are you not afraid of Burt Adams?” “T have none of Ben Farrar’s fears. We have not seen or heard any thing of that scamp, since the encounter at the cafion.. It is probable that the blizzard that Green gays he gave him has sent him to his last account, or has so disabled hint as to make him harmless.”, “Perhaps you are able to throw some new light on the sub- ject.” “VY think lam. The directions on the map say: that a circle of XX strikes the cache, and we are also told to drop down a perpendicular. I have ascertained that. a radius of twenty connicloooks.comn) Al