UNCLE JACK PLANS A TREASURE HUNT 
“How are all your little friends of the creek ?” asked 
Uncle Jack, as he took a chair on the front porch after 
dinner. He had come to live with Buddy and Marylee. 
They were very happy, for they always had good times 
with him when he had come before on short visits. He 
knew so much about everything. He was ever ready to 
play with them and to answer their questions. 
“Have you caught any snapping turtles lately, Buddy?” 
he asked. 
“Yes, Uncle Jack, Marylee and I caught a big one not 
long ago,” answered Buddy. “Mother said it must have 
weighed twenty-five pounds. We saw it in the shallow 
water. I caught it by the tail, and Mother and Marylee 
helped me get it out on the bank. We tied a string around 
it and dragged it up to the house on its back. When we 
let it go, it turned over and went back to the creek.” 
“I wish you had seen it stretch out its neck and push 
its head against the ground until it turned over,” said 
Marylee. “That neck was about a foot long. Let’s go 
to the creek soon; maybe we can find him again.” 
“Yes, let’s do,” added Buddy, “and there are so many 
other things I wish you would tell me about—spiders, 
snakes, insects, birds, and all kinds of things.” 
“Well, let’s plan a treasure hunt,” suggested Uncle 
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