The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1872-08-16
THE POT OF GOLD.

Lieut. CalderwOOd was at his sister
house on visit, during his two week.
furlough. He was sitting with her on
evening in the parlor, while her tw
children We're studying their lessons a
the table in the back room.
$50 Paul is lazy scholar, eh r. sal,
the Lieutenant, lowering his voice.
"No, not at all. He is diligen
enough, provided his studies suit hi
fancy. But what are they? If yo,
look over his shoulder now, you'll finc
him porlng over some Book of Dreams
or the History of Capt. Kyd and hi.
treasures, instead of his school books
The boy is deranged on the subject Of
growing rich suddenly. at some bold
master-stroke. | wish You would talk
to him. You are supreme with him
Just now. 1t may be you could ridi.
Guile him out of his absurdity; l can
not.''
"But ought he to be ridiculed?"
"James ~
Well, call Clara in, and III go talk
TO him while."
Mrs. Forbes beckoned her little girl
to her. and the Lieutenant sauntered
into the back room, and, am sorry to
say, lighted cigar.
Well, Paul, my boy, hard at it +?
What's the book? Latin or algebra ~
Paul colored little. "Oh, I can
run over my lessons in the morning
They're so horribly dull. I'm reading
now"
Head of your classes, l hope, aren't
you ?"
Paul laughed. "No, indeed. near
the other end. Well, the truth ;sr
throwing down his book, and leaning
over cop6dentially, 1--WE got it into
my head to make money. Mother has
hard work to get along with Clara and
me-"
81 know. Paul." said the Lieutenant,
gravely.
"Now, what good does this scanning
OF dead languages and porting over cube
roots do? How much meat will that
put in the pot?"
How do you propose to help your
mother?'
"Well, sir" whispered Paul, eagerly,
for this W his first listener, "if i had
large sum of money that could Get
all 1T once, without any delay-a large
sum, then, afterward 1 could make a
scholar or what l pleased of myself"
The Lieutenant drew the book Paul
had been reading toward him. "Reve-
lations by Clairvoyance and Spiritual.
ism, Regarding Hidden Treasures.
Paul watched him keenly as he read
the title, but not the vestige of a
smile fitted over the Lieutenant's face.
III tell you candidly, uncle, about
it," hitching his chair nearer. Erred.
Parker came from Jersey, near where
Kyd buried his treasure. You know
he placer
"Not precisely do your"
Not the exact spot, but it is near
Burlington. Kyd buried the chest,
and then called on his men to know
who would stand guard over it FIR
hundred years. So one fellow stepped
out and stood firm till Kyd shot him
through the heart. So they buried him
standing over the chest, with his drawn
sword in his hand. You've heard the
incident?"
Eyes, but"
"How will find the place welr'-
Paul began to fdget little, turning
over the leaves of the book.
perhaps you will laugh at me, uncle.
but / don't see why you should. The
ancients called in the aid of oracles and |
dreams. They knew how to read com.
ing events in the flight of birds, or by |
the entrails of beasts. If we cannot do |
30, too, it seems to me it is because we
have lost the power, not because the |
signs are not there to read. The wisest
men have not been ashamed to be
superstitious. It 10 only fools VINO
think there is nothing in the world but |
what they can see and handle"
~ quite agree with you in regard to
the fools, Paul"
Paul, who had been defiant hitherto.
blushed with pleasure. ~ don't
know" he continued, "what credit to
give to spiritual mediums. Fact is.
I've run after them till I'm about tired.
They've got all my last two quarters
allowances, and I've had to 20 without
new clothes this winter. But If I could |
succeed If l could orly fad the not
or chest just think! II would make
mother easy for life ~
"Very true,n said his uncle.
They were both silent for awhile, the |
Lieutenant smoking, and Paul turning
over the leaves of his book with fever. |
ish haste, glancing up now and then,
furtively, at his uncle.
What first put this matter in your
head, Paul ?"
IL don't know. We really need
money 30 often. And then Fred Par.
ker told his stories of Kyd's treasures, !