"Gi'me the prize, sister!" he yelled; "I caught the ghost! Icaught him!"

"What do you mean?" I exclaimed, shaking him.

Tacks grinned from ear to ear. "You know they's a trap door in thehall so's to get down in the cellar and it ain't finished yet, sothis night I took the door up and laid weighty paper on it so's ifthe ghost strode on it he'd go through and he did, and I get theprize, don't I, sister?"