his eyes. 'Down!'

"Another diver came up bringing a bag. It looked like a salt bag.

"An officer took an axe and severed the bag. The salt flew; the sailors
threw up their hands with a cry--out of the bag poured a glittering
stream of gold!

"Captain William reeled. His visions were now taking solid forms; they
had created for him a new world.

"'Down! down!' he commanded.

"They broke open a bag which was like a crystal sack. It was full of
treasure, and in its folds was a goblet of gold.

"They shouted over the treasure and held up the golden cup to the balmy
air. It had doubtless belonged to a Spanish don.

"More salt bags of gold! The deck was covered with gold! It is related
that one of the officers of the ship went mad at the sight. But Captain
William did not go mad as he surveyed the work of the men in the
vanishing twilight. He had been there in spirit before; he had expected
something, and he was on familiar ground when he had found it. He had
been a prophetic soul.

"He carried home the treasure to England, and, soul of honor that he
was, he delivered every dollar's worth of it to the duke. His name
filled England; and his honesty was a national surprise, though why it
should have been we can not say. But didn't I tell you he was an honest
man?

"The duke was made happy, and began to cast about how to bestow upon him
a fitting reward.

"'What can I do for you?' asked his Highness.

"I have a wife in Boston town, over the sea. She is a good woman. Her
faith in me made me all I am. She is the world to me, for she believed
in me when no one else did.'

"'You are a fortunate man. We will send her the goblet of gold, and it
shall be called the Albemarle Cup.'

"The imagination of Captain William Phipps must have kindled and glowed
as he received the 'dead don's cup,' which in itself was a fortune.

"'And to you, for your honor and honesty, shall be given an ample
fortune, and there shall be bestowed upon you the honor of knighthood.
You shall be able to present to your good wife, whose faith has been so
well bestowed, the Albemarle Cup, in the name of the Duke of Albemarle
and of Sir William Phipps!'

"Captain William Phipps returned to Boston a baronet, with the Albemarle
Cup. The widow that he had won was Lady Phipps. New England never had a
wonder tale like that.

"The Albemarle Cup! The fame of it filled Boston town. There it stood in
massive gold, in Lady Phipps's simple parlor, among h