the advertiser
and claim it.

"I wonder whether he takes the _Herald?_" thought our hero.

Something must be done, and at once. It was quite impossible to let
such a golden chance slip by. So, finally, he determined to see Henry
Martin, and if absolutely necessary tell him the whole story, and get
him to accompany him to the pawnbroker's shop.

On his way back he happened to overtake Henry in the street, and
broached the subject to him. Henry listened to him attentively.

"So that is where you got your supply of money from, Sam?" he said.

"Yes."

"I thought you must have raised some somewhere, or you would have been
borrowing of me."

"I want to borrow three dollars of you now, or three fifty, to make
sure I have enough."

"You had no right to pawn that ring, Sam. You ought to have remembered
that it was not yours."

"I couldn't help it. I was out of money. Besides, I didn't know whose
it was."

"It was your duty to find out, or try to find out."

"Could I go round the city asking everybody if the ring belonged to
them?"

"No, but you could have advertised it in some paper.".

"How could I when I was dead broke? You know I couldn't."

"Well, what do you propose to do now?"

"I want you to lend me money enough to get back the ring. Then I'll go
round to Wall Street and return it and get the twenty-five dollars
reward, and pay you back every cent I owe you."

Henry reflected.

"I don't know but that's the best way," he said; "but I must go with
you to see that it's all right."

"Of course you can. I want you to," said Sam, relieved.

"We can't go now, for there isn't time. Come into my place as soon as
you get away, and we'll go round together."

"All right, Henry. You're a trump, and no mistake. I thought you'd
help me out."

Sam's cheerfulness returned, and he went to work with more alacrity.
All the afternoon he was forming plans for the disposal of the reward
when it came into his hands.

About a quarter after five the two boys entered the pawnbroker's
office.

The latter was not particularly pleased to see Sam, and his
countenance showed it.

"I guess I'll take that ring, mister," said Sam, in an independent
tone.

"What ring?"

"Oh, you know well enough."

"Have you brought the money?"

"Yes; I've got it here."

"It will be five dollars and a half."

"That is too much, but I'll give it to you; so just hand it over."

"Wait a minute, my friend," said the pawnbroker. "Wher