Yesterday we went exploring in the abandoned mineshaft over by Old Man McMillan's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat platinum compass before we left.

Yesterday, we found a ton of antique mahogany paneling for our sweet fort. Andy said we should use them to make a new coat-check room, but I'd rather build an alligator-filled moat. We're putting it to a vote before the tribunal next week.