The Daily state journal. [volume] (Alexandria, Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-07-20

Inc Dlack-C0Vered head nodded. 1T is
unnecessary for you to explain yourself
further. Your name is Paul Forbes. You
desire to know by what means you may OBJ
tain certain treasure" r-I.. .na
Paul was terrified. The other mediums
that he had consulted had never told him
actual facts.
"When do you hold seance!" 81 {
"Now," in hoarse grating voice, 81
need no trumpery tables or cards or ma.
chinery. Do you ask whether | can see
into futurity? You have a scar on your
shoulder beneath your clothes, and an un.
healed wound below your knee. If can
tell you about these things that other eyes
cannot sec, you can afford to trust me fol
the truth Of whatever else may say. Ask
what you will, and | will answer" 1900.
"How am | to obtain the treasure ~ said
Paul, trying to speak boldly.
slow should / know what treasure you
mean? But pause" The figure moved
her hand slowly to her forehead, muttered
for few moments, then took it slowly
down, and looked piercingly at the terri
fled Paul. ,.............
1.-THE pot of gold waits for you, enough
to give you fortune and power. Here are
the directions by which you are to obtain it.
She placed small slip of paper in his
hand.
"On these conditions" she said, in a
hollow whisper, "that you solve the mys-
terry Of this paper alone. You are to re-
ceve no assistance in reading it ; if you do
all is lost. Begone! you are answered. y
Paul placed his money in her outstretch-
nd nd hn
stairs under the red lamp. e Fe.-srr
The next morning by day-break he was
knocking at the door of his uncle's cham
Der.
"What is this ?" showing him a paper
full of figures, lines, and diagrams. "Don't
read it to me. Only tell me what sort of as
puzzle it is" b. 5-g.I 20 ..... H ra. r
The lieutenant raised himself on his
elbow, smothering yawn. at seems to
me mathematical puzzle, Paul the de-
scription of some locality, / think. won't
interpret it to you. It would need good
Typographical engineer to do that. Where
did you pick it up ?"
Paul mumbled out something, and dis.
appeared! EEL F #ar -
Aweek after the lieutenant returned to
his regiment. He noticed Paul busy every
night with his mathematics, and his slate
and pencil. The dream book was laid on
the shelf. .-...
Several months after, Mrs. Forbes, writing
to her brother, said: sn as.r -r-.rrE
:" | have something to tell you of Paul
which | know will please you. Much
to my surprise, he took the first prize in
mathematics at school last term. Finding
prize-taking agreeable, | presume, he has
devoted himself to all his studies with re.
newed assiduity. But mathematics appears
to be passion with the boy. He told me
that he designed studying Typographical
engineering, the very profession | would
have chosen for him. | cannot tell you
how thankful am for hissudden change"
The lieutenant, laughed, but made no
other sign. ssr ~ .s r.r.a.a
He heard from his sister but at long IN
teryals, as he was stationed on the frontier,
but every letter brought accounts of Paul's
incessant steady labor in the one direc-
ton.
Whether the hope of the treasure still
urged him on, or whether he found that
mathematics were his proper work, and that
for which his talents and real tastes best
io'eo MIN, w SoiiiioI say bue IL 10 SSi ediu
that at the end OF three years, he was
ready to enter the highest class in Practl-
cal Surveying of the Polytechnic Col
lege.
A year later, Lieutenant Calderwood was
seated in the door of his tent, where two
or three strangers flashed up, and stout,
bearded, bright-eyed young fellow jumped
off his horse, caught him by the shoulders,
shook him, laughed, and ended by kissing
him Ike glTl. -,s
Paul Forbes Bless you boy How
did you come here ?"
Paul jumped to his feet, turned rcd, and
then burst into shout of laughter.
You were the seeress | know you
were J! ana rE..E .AF 4s
The lieutenant nodded. "Do you be-
grudge the dollar for his prophecy"' he
said, AS look back now, | don't quite
approve OF my manner of teaching you
your lesson, but you have shown yourself