The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-10-15

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be was very careful not to reveal For
his lAtest researches had convinced him
that his ancestor, who dice in the defense
Of Calais about three hundred years
before the time Of this visit, had convert
I'd b is whole fortune, considerable one
for the time, into gold, and had buried
1t in the court yard Of his mansion, the
Identical hote' in which Harry was now
staying. More than this: the obscure
apagram which be had found among the
genealogical papers of the BritishMuseum
he thought that he had declphered. That
anagram defined the precise place in The
courtyard where he should expect tt find
the loug-hldden treasure. 1t explained,
too, the comparative decay of the
pecuniary fortune of his family. Here,
without doubt. the money lay; and it
was this that he had come to seek. If he
had not mistaken the auagram, here be
would find his fortune. His last hou,
before leaving home he had given to aD
interview with his brother, in which be
explained all bis reasons for thinking
that tie ancestral treasure still lay safely
buried in Calais. Arthur Waring had
laughed at him. DO you thiuk a
Frenchman would let gold lie buried
right under his nose for three hundred
Years?" said the elder brother. "He
would smell it out the first year But go
and search. You are welcome to all
you find. / sha'nt claim an ounce of
it."
1t was moment of no little excitement
to Harry Waring whe1f he found himself
locked in, with his rusty servant, Grubbs,
over the little spot of earth where, three
hundred years ago, his fortune had been
buried. His trunks contained the
necessary tools for removing the floor and
excavating the earth; and this the stalwart
Grubbs commenced at once TO do.
Great caution was necessary, IN order
that the sound of the work should not
disturb the people of the hotel. Hilary
had made true Interpretation of the old
anagram, the teasure lay under the
southern half OF his floor. Little by little
the servant pried up the plapks upon
that side. Waring bored minute peep
ing hole through each of the four sides of
the room, whence he could watch the
courtyard and discover whether his
movements were suspected. So slow was
the work, on account of the noiselessness
with which it had to be carried on, that
it was midnight before the half of the new
floor was torn up, aud the solid thing of
the courtyard exposed again. Grubb3,
who knew what he was expected to find,
and who had none of the latent doubts of
success that would sometimes assert them
selves i'll his masters mind, was all for
going on with the work. "Loikely
enough, Sir, we mo1ght get at the money
before morning." said he. But Harry
Warning had not been student to no
purpose; he knew the risk Of sleeping
over freshly uncovered soil, and he sen
Grubbs away to his attic, telling him tina
it would be tine enough tomorrow to
begin digging.
The next day, as may be supposed, was
an anxious one for Harry Warning HeI
took his customary morning walk, but
left Gruobs on guard wiGhin; the rest of
the time he watched himself, fesriDg to
leave the room empty lest the secret should
be discovered. The next night work
began as soon as it was dark; and being |
now in the ground, it went on much
foster than the night before, because it
made less noise. The fag-stone were
pried back without much difficulty and
Grubbs was soon going through the earth
like mole.
And he found the treasure! Packed in
iron boxes, Lot more than five or six feet
below the level Of the court yard, lay the
golden crowns which Harry Warnings
ancestor had buried there at the siege of
Calais. There was no questions of count
ing them then; how to get away with
them unnotlced was the problem.
Fortunately there was an early morning
boat to Dover. 1t would not do 10 call o
couture and leave suddenly at A, NJ. But
Grubbs volunteered to carry the trun ks