there is time in every boy's life when he wants to go and dig for treasure.
and that time came for tom.
So, one hot summer's day.
he went to find huck.
huck liked the idea of treasure.
where are we going to dig?
he asked.
an old dead tree is best.
who puts the treasure under old trees?
robbers.
said tom.
and then they go away.
or they forget to come back for the treasure.
there's a dead tree on cardiff hill.
said huck.
let's go there!
I've got am old pick and shovel.
it was three miles to the old tree.
and the boys arrived tired and hot.
they dug for an hour or two.
but they didn't find any treasure.
then they stopped.
and tom looked down at an old house st the fool of the hill.