Nevada County picayune. (Prescott, Nev. County, Ark.) 1885-1???, 1891-05-07
Now, where will we find an

spade. Now, where will we find al
ax?"
The Colonel laughed and hi
daughter looked amused.
''We were going for a walk, any
way" he said /; $50 we'll humor you
/, and ask no questions, unless Haiti,
there
"Oh, | have all woman's curiosi
ty," said that lady, laughing, ''bu
I'll obey orders for once, and keel
silent"
With an AK and spade upon hi
shoulder, Brashwell-fo such was
his name-led the way into tho
wood, the Colonel and his daughter
following in amused silence.
Arriving at the oak, Brashwel
said, throwing off his coat: "Now
not a word while work -
They stood by in silence, the
daughter leaning on her father;
arm
Brashwell cleared away the under
brush and then he began to dig.
He was greatly excited. His whole
frame tremhled as he worked.
Presently the spade struck hard
unyielding substance, and the next
moment the iron box was revealed
"Look!" cried the excited man,
"your goldl your gold The iron
box, with all its glittcring wealth T.
The Colonel and his daughter
drew near. They were excited now.
"Surely," cried the old man,
''surely, it is the very same. And
yet-we must be dreaming. Can
you lift it to the light?'
AYE, that l can!" cried Brash-
well, as with great effort he
raised the heavy box.
Then he lifted the lid
',See!'' he shouted, rapturously
''your gold. Safe as on the day
when you buried it in your cellar.
Safe and not farthing gone."
The girl uttered glad cry of de-
light. But her father was affected
differently. His hand trembled, his
face assumed a deathly pallor, he
reeled and would have fallen, had
not his daughter thrown her arms
around him, and Brashwcll hastencd
to his side. "God bless you!" was
all he could say.
"God bless you!' echoed the girl,
clasping and kissing Brashwell's S
hand in the ferver of her graft
tudc.
"God giant that it may be sol"
cried Brashwell, as the Colonel be-
come more composed, land that He
may forgive me, too!
'Col. Broadwell,' he continued,
"his voice trembling with emotion,
''it was who took your gold from
the house up yonder and buried it
here. | did not have the heart to
touch tiny honor forbade it! l re.
turucd to Geor ia with but one pur-
pose-to make restoration. | did
not know you in those days of war
and desolation; | did not know you,
or-your daughter"
He came near breaking down, but
rallied and went on:
But know you now, and know
her-thank God! 1t was l who
saved your dwelling from the flames,
and now ! give you back your gold!'
God bless you! God bless you!"
cried the Colonel, shaking his hand
heartily.
And let me say the same" cried
Hattie, laying her hand upon his
arm, land thank you from my
heart"
That is more than all to me,
said Brashwell, and he felt his eyes
grow moist. II am a happier mar
to-day than ! have ever been be.
fore"
"And so am - The Colonel said,
taking him by the hand.
"And l am happier Woman,
cried Hattie. "We are all happy"
Greater happiness was still in store
for Private William Brashwell. Blu,
he did not gain it until the "Rebel'
Colonel gave his daughter to the
Yankee" soldier Frank l..
Staunton.
Figures give one a very inadequate
conception of the size aud distance
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