The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-04-13

marhle obelisk was then planted ON top Of
tne chest, and the party returned to the
.Iap ana sailed avay. 1 do not know
.netner Il = history or not, bat the story
49, that the chief vas none other than An
hne lsnh buccaneer, many Of whom
warmed the Spanish main 1t that time.
Inc chest contained gold bullion captured
nom SpanisA galleon. treasure laden, en-
f0use TO Spain, and il had been taken from
tne rich Peruvian mines. What made
mum bury the chest do not know.
found that obelisk on the bank Of the
creek ten years ago, but have given up
hunting for the treasure However, il
may exist 1t might Be under this cabin.
Inc cory deeply interested my father
ana myself. went TO bed dreaming Of
nothing else but chest fall Of virgin gold
our thoughts were full OF buried treasure
aurIng the next three days of our stay ct
the ranch The evening of the third day /
volunteered 70 try my hand Ut catching
some trout | angied for some time before
EOs bite. Then did get . fish, and he
Vas big fellow, about 10 inches long. The
rel sung - the line paid ont, and saw
the shining back Of my prize ~ he shot
under . dark object on the opposite bank.
The line cut my finger, but was bent on
securing the fsh, and did not heed the
pam or Cow Of blood Gradually pulled
him IN, when all Of sudden the ash made
another dart for deep water. and the lire
paid ont. Again pulled him up. but this
time the line caught on some object even
with the water on the opposite
bank pulled and tuxged. not caring to
break the fine, when suddenly some earth,
disturbed BY the pulling Of the line. fell
INTO the water. A large rock followed,
and then more dirt pulled in my line
ana nothing Vas on the end of it. I
glanced disappointedly in the direction
where my prize had disappeared and I saw
revealed BY the dirt that had been dis
lodged the corner of something that
plainly was not rock A queer feeling
came over me. bat vaded across the
creek and felt the object The blood flew
70 my head and my heart grew faint The
object vas iron and piece Of copper COW
cred the corner.
With gasping breath I hurried to the
cabin and told my father. He grew pale
and looked about. Our host was not near.
He then instructed me to say not . word.
Supper over, We went 10 bed, but did not
sleep. The least sound startled me About
four hours after sunset my father stirred.
The heavy snoring Of our host told me he
Was sound asleep. Ny father shipped into
his clothes and crept out. followed eau
tiously. 70 see where he Was going. He
went directly to where 1 had made
the End He tore away the rocks
and revealed the dark object It was
chest-an iron chest with copper mount
ingS- 1t was all he could do, but he pulled
and tugged and got il out Of its hiding
place. As he did % hideous skull rolled
ONT and fell into the water. He did
not notice il. but waded back
across the creek with the chest In his arms,
the Precipitation streaming from his fore
head He laid the chest down in the
brush not ten feet from where / was
crouched unobserved. A few knocks
from sharp Stone broke the rusted lock
and the Ind flew open Bars Of yellow
gold were IN the chest, and each was
stamped with the Spanish seal.
Father gaxed spellbound az the treas
ure- At that moment heard . rustling
Of the brush and looked up Just over my
head caught the gleamo Of two mnrderous
dark eyes centered upon my unsuspecting
father. saw m oid-fashaoned rifle. with
. rusty bayonet attached, raised in the air
and the blood rushed 60 my brain. A
gleam Of IRE shot from my eyes as saw
my father. pierced through the body, fall
oyer the bank into the water. Dirt and
rocks TEL on top Of him, and he never
came to the surface
The next ! knew I Was In q strange
place. II WAS an Indian wigwam and 1
was lying on moss When opened my
eyes an Indian woman put some bitter
liquid in my mouth. Ny left side felt
light l fels for my arm. 1t was gone.
How lost IL ! do not know, for no one
ever told me It may have been months,
or il may have been years, I do not know,
that Was with this tribe, until at last we
came 20 civilization and ran away.
II worked my way hack to my old yir-
ginia home only 20 find il occupied BY
strangers Ny mother. thinking father
and / had been murdered BY savages.
had died Of broken heart NY brother
was killed shortly after in . railroad col
hsion. and was friendless. without home
and without money. I returned 10 the
Pacific coast again and have since con-
tented myself in leading . sea-faring life. "