The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-01-16

kept coming back to my mind, until it
flashed upon me that fathers surveying
had had something TO do with the place
OF concealment. Where was Mr.. s.
IN the habit OF sitting?" asked.
They showed me his chair beside win
dow. while sitting there he was observed
to look out in any one direction more than
another NO" replied the son, who
was now sitting on the chair. HE just
looked out generally" Toward the wood
shed?' ''No, this way" / followed the
direction OF his gaze and saw that it led TO
an old pump. l inquired which direction
the old gentleman had been accustomed
to take when going to the fields, and was
told that he invariably passed close to the
pump. l had the pump dug up. No
money. Then j went back to the window
almost discouraged. Suddenly l saw a
faint mark on the sill. 1t was a surveyors
mark. lined it up to the pump, got the
exact center of the line, dug down and
discovered lard pail and in it money. /
went home just 5000 richer for the job.
Three years ago / had a remarkable
case which was handled by myself and
partner. An old gentleman had died
suddenly OF heart disease. He had been
found lying on the floor in his library, TO
which he had gone, as was his custom,
Immediately after breakfast. 1t was dis
covered that there were missing from his
effects $4,000 in bonds, which it was
known ne was about to take TO a safe de-
post vault the very morning he had
dropped dead. The heirs were crazy at
the loss, and when he arrived at the house
they were tearing everything to pieces in
their wild efforts to find the missing
bonds. / stopped the search, for knew
that the man was not 'concealer' and /
felt sure that that he had not hidden the
bonds, but had lost them, or that they
had been stolen from him between the
time be had left the breakfast table and
that at which he had been found
dead. My partner agreed with
me, and we decided that in either
case our search must be begun in the
library. The family physician helped
us here. There Is, he said, "upon the
right wrist of the deceased peculiar
mark or pattern of open work, which must
have been received by the arm striking
something in the fall" We examined
the mark. 1t was, indeed, peculiar one.
Just above the wrist there was imprinted
pattern as plainly as ii it had been made
with a stencil and brush. The arm must
have struck upon a grating of some
irregular design Where was the graf
ing? Evidently somewhere in the
library. We pressed into service the
servant who had first discovered the
body OF her master, and made her
show us just where he had lain
when she found him. She pointed out
the spot, and in describing the scene said:
His right arm lay right across the regis
ter put il back in place" Put what
back in place ?" | asked. "The register"
replied the girl. ''John (another servant)
dropped a ring in there the night before,
but was called away before he could get it
out. He left the register on the floor,
thinking he would be right back, but he
didn't get a chance that night" The reg
lister was out OF place in the morning,
then ?" said, eagerly. raw of light flash
ing upon my mind. Eyes, sir; it Law lust
this side of the hole. and masters arm
was right over il" Put out the furnace
fire as quickly as possible" yelled in my
excitement. 1t didn't take them long to
do do that, and at the second bend of the
pipe from the floor were the missing bonds
and Johns ring, cheap affair worth Sl.50.
You see just as the old gentleman fell he
lifted the package of bonds from his table
to put them in his pocket. Death arrested
him, and as he fell, the force of the blow
from his wrist striking upon the register
grating, had sent the bundle flying from
his nerveless hand down the opening.
The bonds were in a tight sealed packet
else they would surely have been burned.
eyes, money is hidden in every con-
ceivable sort OF place, and I have found it
behind the backs of pictures and mirrors,
stuffed as wadding in the barrels of old,
useless muskets, under false ceilings, be-
meath floors, in old vases with false bot
toms, under chair bottoms, and heaven
knows where else. The best places to con-
ceal money? Well, / guess the best are
those in open sight where no one would
think of looking There is still better
way. Spend it; then you nor your family
can ever find il AGAIN."