The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1883-02-21

why not dOit nOWT 1 suppose IL VIII
hear transplanting, and grow here as
AgciI as there. Any way, I'll risk it.
and 1t will serve to pass away this
dreary afternoon"
Katie put on her garden hat, for the
sun was blazing and burning, and got
the spade and hoe. A lovely moss-rose
bush, covered with sweetest buds and
blossoms, bloomed in an obscure
corner Of the garden; she wished it to
be before the window instead.
She went to the corner and began
her work. At last, with great pull,
up came the bush, and Katie stood to
take breath, flushed and triumphant.
81 wonder If the rose bush has been
wishing something to happen to it?"
! she thought, laughing. "It is going
to be placed where it can see the world
now; I'm sure it could not see it there"
Pausng thus, and thinking what a
great hole the taking it up had made
Katie's eyes caught sight of something
that seemed to shine. She thought it
must be her silver thimble dropped out
of her apron pocket, and she stopped
to pick it up. But it was not her
thimble; it was something that resisted
her grasp.
Clearing away the earth from around
it, she found at length that it was a
box with brass-bound corners-a ma
hogany box or desk that had been
buried there. With the help of the
spade and some trouble Katie got il
out of the ground. 1t was neither very
large nor very heavy, and she carried
it into the house and placed it on the
table, interposing newspapers to save
the cloth from the mold
"What can it possibly be? Who
can have placed it there?' she Won
dered in excitement. "If had but a
key to fit the lock"
But upon regarding the lock atten-
lively she saw that it was very sim
pie one and that the fastenings could
easily be pushed back with a penknife.
Another minute and the desk lay open
before her. Some silver teaspoons
wrapped in wash leather first met her
gaze; they were antique and massive
and discolored. Eleven of them and a
pair of sugar-tongs, all marked "A. d."
Recollection flashed through Katie.
She had heard the story more than once
from George. Some years before, his
Aunt Ann, his fathers sister, who
lived at the cottage here with the
family, took a sudden panic. She was
left in the house alone, her brother with
his wife and son being away on a
, weeks visit, when there arose rumor
} Of sundry burglaries in the neighbor-
hood, in one or two cases accompanied
, by violence. Miss Denison was very
) much frightened, wrote word to heI
| brother, entreating him to return
) and adding that she had, mean
| while, hidden her property in q
safe place. That same night the cot
. tage was broken into, and Ann Deni
| son was so terrified that she had ;
5 seizure. Already in failing health
she never rallied from it; though sht
lived for long time, she did not re
e cover proper speech or consciousness
@ her mind was gone. She died; anC
when her will was opened it wa
@ found that she had left what property
s she possessed TO her nephew, George
T Internationally.
o But no property was to be found. /
r was supposed that she had, or ough
Il TO have had, over two hundred pounds
y which she had always kept in th
t house with her, being afraid of bank
/. and all other securities. 1t had dis
d appeared. together with her silve
n spoons-On which she set much stQr
o her desk, and some personal oHna
e ments. Either she had tho effect
n ually hidden it, or else the robbers LA
t; run away with it, GraquafYs tn
Ie family came to the conclusion that tn
It latter must have been thSGase.s
Ie AS Katie Denison Openeds her eye
on this wonderful treasured -disinterre
er from the earth, she saw what it was
If the lost desk and property,
"Thea Aunt Ann must have du
a hole, and put in the desk, and plante
ly a rose bush over it. :" said Katie to he
~ self, her nimble fingers busy. "Eleve
le spoons-I remember George said on
OF them had been lost or stolen yea
is before; and how beautiful they are
8, After the spoons, wrapped in MOI
4 leather, two obroOches came tolight, an
&, two pairs of earrings to match, ii
D. one set, real pearls and amethysts, Il
l other, garnets set in gold Beside tn
Nv lay a beautiful necklace of pink corf
nd And the greatest treasure of all was
in drawer r. itself-a packet of bar
of notes, securely folded in waterpro
ut case that kept them from the al
If Katie Denison, after some hesitatiO
it timidly ventured TO count theI
twenty-four notes of ten pounds eac
ed making two hundred and forty pound
Her breath came and went uneve
ne, ly as she looked at them, lying on t
te. table beside the jewels, Oh, what
.he boon it was. No more pinching
5he herself and George, no more looking
'ge every sixpenee before they dared
be- suend il. no more almost fifty per cel