Every intricate detail of the delicate butterfly had been carefully carved into the surface of the eraser. "Your friend is a wonderful artist," she observed.
"Yes, she is," said Uncle Marvin, "but even you can make a rubber stamp. If we have time this evening, I'll show you how. Here's the one I made for myself." He reached into the pack again and pulled out an eraser. "I didn't bother gluing mine onto a wood block. It works just fine, but sometimes I get ink on the tips of my fingers."

Tina looked closely at this second stamp. She could clearly see the outlines of a top hat with a rabbit sticking out of it carved into the rubber.

"I'm going to call myself 'The Magic Man'," He told her. "My stamp may not be quite as nice as the one my friend made for you, but I'm quite happy with it."

"What do these rubber stamps have to do with hunting for treasure?" asked Tina.

"The treasure we'll be looking for isn't silver, gold, or jewels," he explained. "We're going to go hunting for a rubber stamp. And, when we find it, we're not even going to keep it. We're just gonna print off a copy of the picture it makes, and then put it back where we found it. I even got you a little book to keep your rubber stamp prints in," he said, as he pulled a small notebook out of his backpack.

"Can I stamp my butterfly in that book?" she asked, hopefully.

"Sure, you can!" he answered. "And when we find the letterbox, it will have another book inside of it, along with the rubber stamp. You can print your butterfly in that book, too, so everybody will be able to see that you were there."


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