And when the middle of the afternoon came, from being
a poor poverty-stricken boy in the morning, Tom was literally rolling
in wealth. He had besides the things before mentioned, twelve marbles,
part of a jews-harp, a piece of blue bottle-glass to look through, a
spool cannon, a key that wouldn't unlock anything, a fragment of chalk,
a glass stopper of a
decanter, a tin
soldier, a couple of tadpoles, six
fire-crackers, a kitten with only one eye, a brass doorknob, a dogcollar-
but no dog-the handle of a knife, four pieces of orange-peel,
and a dilapidated old window sash.