The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1871-09-28
Mary Mother has made him into q

Mary Mother has made him into
star, and can never come near hin
again. l must go now; 'ddiO8' -
And again the '-ddiOs" seemed {,
llnger in the air, as she departed.
After the lapse Of a few moments,
took up q pencil, and listlessly com
menced sketching; and I found my
self reproducing the rude drawing
which had been shown to me, anC
which now seemed indelibly fixeC
upon my memory. My pencil flew
over the paper, and very soon I haC
before me fdc-siHliles of the whole ol
them. Then I examined them care.
fully; and judge Of my astOnishment
when found they had reference 70
each other, and an evident meaning.
One was apparently a map or chart,
representing point of land jutting
INTO the water; another was a view OF
a prOmOntOry crowned by q single
tree; of the others, some l could not
understand, and of some could only
guess the meaning. But saw,enOugh.
The prOmOntOry crowned by a single
tree was the western extremity of the
| pirates island we had seen from the
steamer, while the little map showed
the exact shape of the same point, as
l well remembered it. 1t was some
mysterious agency, pointing out to
me the secret of the lOng-buried treas
ure.
And the next day you may be sure
| / lost no time. A schooner was char
tered, captain and crew engaged, and
stores hurried on board; and, on the
morning of the fourth day, we stood
out of the Golden Gate, and headed
sOutherly, with a fair wind, bound for
La Paz, with a wonderfully small car
go.
Whoever has not been to sea on a
schooner does not know what it is to
be sea-sick; and, the recollection of
those three first days out does not en-
courage me to enlighten them.
We soon reached La PaZ, and land
ed our freight, and We're OIL again, Os-
tensibly to Carmen Island for load
of salt.
would, if I could, like to describe
the suspense of those last few days,
bat am unequal to the task.
We found the western point of or
island, came to an anchor, and went
ashore; a few minutes search showed
us little inlet into which we ran our
boat, and in a second L was on the top
of the little prOmOntOTy, which was
not fifty feet square. l consulted the
drawings, and soon decided where to
dig The Captain and fell to work,
and-dOWn six feet we went i'm silence,
through soft ground; then, my pick
rang against something; It was a
stone, soon lOOsened; the next blow
disclosed the earthen jar which it
covered, and there, forming a triangle
exactly as shown by one of the draw
ings, stood the seven jars, each two
feet high, and packed to the mouth.
How we got them Oh board, and
back to San Francisco, it is needless
to tell. The jars contained a Kings
ransom, twice told. The gold-there
was very little silver-was easily dis
posed Of; the Jewels / shall sell at
FrankfOrt-on-the-Main: only where
EmperOrs and Princes are purchasers
will they find a market.
The sailor bOarding-houSe keepers
had rich piekings off of our crew be-
fore they were shipped, each upon
separate and distant voyage.
The Mate, who stood watch and
with the Captain on our hOmeward
voyage, now sails his own good
schooner out of San Francisco; and
our Captain took an early passage by
the railroad to Nantucket, where he
writes me he has q farm, which he
will be glad to show me.
And once, and only once again, /
saw my old wOman-Old no longer,
but young, and radiantly beautiful;
and she came in the moonlight as be-
fore, and in her arms she held q babe.
The Sistine Madonna seems to come
down from her frame on the wall, and
the figures, and the faces, and the
expression mingled in one soft look of
peace and rest. The eyes were calm,
like the eyes of a doe, and the thOus-
ands and thousands of the white
wings of the little angels seemed to
fill the air, and the fiuttering of the
wings made delicious music. She
pointed to the babe, but did not speak;
and they all vanished away into the
the west and the moonlight.