The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-03-04
Neither did Mr.. Wilson. but looking

Il no Adu ANS luSUcdQ Ol C0S tuOuSduu at
his disposal, be would have offered it
just IS quickly.
Perhaps you and your daughter
would like to go down and visit it before
you sell, " said Mr.. Wilson.
''I should like to 90 down very much
If father could spare time, " said Nell.
Mr.. Armstrong could not go, but he
thought his wife would be very glad to
go down to the old home, and if Mr.. VIII
son could wait day or two for them to
get ready they would go, and Nellie
could make the transfer there if she con-
cluded to cell; she could do as she
pleased.
Mr.. Wilson could wait just as well as
not, and as Mr.. Armstrong found out by
their conversation that he was a son Of
an old college chum and long time friend
Of his, he extended an invitation to him
10 spend the time he was in the city at
his house.
He did so, ana Of course was shown
about the city, sometimes by Mr.. Arm
strong and Nellie, but generally by Nellie
alone. He found in Nellie very agreea-
BILE companion. She could talk common
sense and could play chess, his favorite
game, and by the time the week In which
Mrs. Armstrong took to get ready in was
over, they were very good friends.
On Tuesday OF the next week the party
arrived at Cantonvilie, where they were
to be the guests of Mrs. Wilson, Charles's
mother.
Here was another surprise Mrs. Will
son and Mrs. Armstrong had been class
mates at boarding-school many years
before, and they had so much to say to
each other that Charles had to devote
his whole time to Nellie, thing, by the
way, that he seemed to take to as handily
as though he had always been in the
habit of taking young ladies in charge,
| whereas he had never been seen in COM
pany with one before, at least not to the
remembrance of any of the Cantonyille
people, Two weeks was all too short for
the visit, and when the time came for the
visitors to return to the city, Charles and
Nellie would have forgotten all about the
island had not Mrs. Armstrong asked if
they had got the deed all fixed.
Nellie blushed and said no, they had
not had time to go to the registers Office,
| while Charles looked out of the window.
and said nothing. So the next day was
spent in making the transfer, and it was
two days more before they could agree
on the price, which was finally settled at
thousand dollars, as Charles positively
refused to take it at cent less.
AS he babe his visitors goodbye at
| the cars he said to Nellie: 81 shall COM
mence to build my house on the island
right off, and have it ready for visitors
next summer, when I hope your family
will honor me with another visit"
ooh, certainly" said Nellie, "and in
the meantime, if you come to Boston,
don't forget to visit u.s."
''No danger of that" said Charles, as
the train moved away.
The house on the island was begun at
once, and hardly week had gone by be-
fore Mr.. Wilson found it necessary to
visit Boston for supplies of some kind.
He went Saturday, and concluded it
would not be losing much time to remain
over Sunday, so he did so. Of course he
spent Sunday at the Armstrong;, and
Monday morning he did not take the
early train, but instead, went with Mr..
Armstrong to his Office. They were in
private conversation for an hour or SO,
when Mr.. Wilson came out and went to
the depot
The building on the island progressed
finely, and Mr.. Wilson went regularly to
Boston every Saturday and returned
Monday, till folks began to put this and
that together and talk about the future
Mrs. Charles Wilson. The gossips all
called on Mrs. Wilson to inquire about
the son, but they all got the same an
swer from her: "My son is not one who
talks of his private affairs to people not
interested, and until he makes his doings
public you will have to wait for your in
formation"
But the gossips talked just the same
! and told each other such stories as they
thought might hit the truth or some
where near it.
Matters went on thus till about Christ
mas, when Mr.. Wilson and his mother
left for Boston. The day before Christ
mas quite number of Cantonville peo-
pie received invitations to the wedding
of Mr.. Charles Wilson and Miss Nellie
Armstrong at the residence of the brides
father
The wedding was brilliant one and
the young couple left for the South.
where they were to stay till the next
May. On their return they were to oc-
cupy their house on the island in Can
tonville. Mr.. Wilson had furnished it
thoroughly, and man had been left in
| charge to see that nothing was damaged
during the winter.
With the first of May came the Young
couple, and quite grand reception was
given them on the island. Every day
was occupied in receiving visitors, SO that
it was three weeks before Charles had a
chance to call his wife's attention to the
letter accompanying the deed of the is
land One morning they awoke to find q
heavy southeast storm beating upon the
island.
No visitors to-day, Nellie" said
Charles, as he looked out upon the bay,
''and we can have good chance to look
over that curious letter that came with
the deed of the island"
What do you wish to look at that for?
Do you expect to find anything more
than we have already seen?'
Eyes, Nellie. I am free to confess
that I do. It has been on my mind ever
since we came to our island home. The
first night we slept on the island [ had a
dream, and in it 1 saw that letter very
plainly, and something seemed to say,
study that letter; there is more in it than
you seem to see. And have been wait
ing for time when you and could look
at it together"
After breakfast they repaired to the
library and sat down to the table to study
over the letter and see if it contained
more than at first appeared. More than
an hour was spent before anything was
found, when Nellie suddenly said:
II have it: read the first letter of each
line: Find my money in the caves. ;"
"Sure enough" said Charles, ''but
there are no caves on this island that
know of, and I have searched it pretty
thoroughly"
There must be, for I know Uncle
Eben had lots of money, and no one
knew what he did with it. His son only
had about $4,000 and he was said to
be worth Ave times that amount"
"Well, perhaps there is something