The other day I came across a chest

in the woods, buried in snow.  I opened it up and sure enough there was some treasure inside: some coins from the Dominican Republic.  But I didn't take any.  I know, we've all read Treasure Island, we all dream of finding that massive windfall that will set us up for life.  But what if, when we stumble across a hidden chest, instead of taking what's inside, we add a little bit, because, after all, what's a chest without treasure?