The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-12-19

POT OF GOLD.
Lieutenant Caldwood was at his sister.
house on a visit, dnring his two week
fuflough. lie was sitting with her one
evening in the parlor, while her two
children were studying their lessons at
the table in the back room.
So Paul Is lazy scholar, eh2 said the
Lieutenant, lowering his voice.
No, not at all. He Is dilligent enough,
provided his studies suit his fancy. Bul
what are theyY If you look over his
shoulder now you'Il find him poring over
some Book Of Dreams, or the History of
Capt. Kidd aud bis 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
ridicule him out Of his absurdity, can
not,
But ought he to be ridiculed>
James.
Well, call Clara in, and III 90 talk to
him awhile.
Mrs. Forbes beckoned her little girl to
her, aud the Lieutenant sauntered into
the back room aud, am sorry to say,
lighted a cigar
Well, Paul, my boy, hard at ii? What 5
the book-Latin or algebra?
Paul colored little. Oh, can run
over my lessons in the morning. They're
so horribly dull. I'm reading now.
Head ofyour classes, hope, aren't
you?
Paul laughed. No, indeed, nearest the
other end Well, the truth is, throwing
down his book and leaning over conf
IDENTIFY, I've got it into my head to MAX e
money. Mother has hard work to get
along with Clara and me.
know Paul said the Lieutenant, grave
ly.
Now what good does this scanning of
dead languages and pouring over cube
roots do2 How much meat will that put
in the pot?
How do you intend to aid your moth
er?
Well, sir, whispered Paul, eagerly, for
this was his first patient listener, II had
a large sum of money that | could get all
at once without any delay--a large sum
then, atterward | could make scholar or
what pleased Of myself.
The Lieutenant drew the book Paul
had been reading toward him. Reyela-
tions by Clairyoyanee and SpirituaIism
regarding Hidden Treasures. Paul
watched him keeuly as he read the title
over, but not the yestige of smile fitted
over the I.ieulepant's face.
IN tell YOU candidly, uncle, about It,
hitching bis chair nearer Fred Parker
came from Jersey, near where Kidd buri-
ed his treasure. You know the place?
Not precisely, do your
Not the exact spot, but il Is near Bur
linglou, Kidd buried the chest aud then
called on his meu to know who would
stand guard over 1t for hundred years.
So one fellow stepped out and stood firm
while Kidd shot him through the heart.
So they buried him standing over the
chest, with bis drawn sword In his hand.
You've heard the Incident
Yes: but
How will fud the placer Well--Paul
began to iidget a little turning over the
leaves Of the book.
Perhaps You will laugh a, me, uncle,
bat don't see why You should The
ancienis called in the aid Of oracles and
dreams. They knew how to read com.
ing events 10 the flight Of birds or by the
eutrails Of beasts, live cannot do so too
il seems to me 1t Is because we have lost
the power, not because toe signs are not
there to read. The wiscst mcn have not
been ashamed to be superstitious 1t Is
only fools who think that there Il moth
iug in the world but what they can see
and handle.
quite agree with you with regard 70
the fools, Paul.
Panl, who had been defiant hitherto,
blashed with pleasure. don't know, he
continued, what credit to give 10 spiritual
mediums. Fact j., I've run after them
till IN about iited. They've got all my
last two quarters allowance, and 80 I've
had 10 go without new clothes this winter
But II / could succeed II could only
dnd the Pc, or chest jusi think Il would
make mother easy for life
Very trne, said hls uucle.
They were both silent for = while, the
Lieutenant smokisg and Paul turning
over The lcaves Of hIs book wiih fererish
haste, CHANGING up now aud then,
farirely. at bis uncle.
Wha, 6rsi pot this matter into your
bead PaalS
don't know. We really need money