Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-11-14
LONG BURIED TREASURE
Dug Up at Night by Three Mys-
 terious Men.
MoRR1sTowE HAS A SENSATION.

A Stranger Who Looked Over Historic Bellevue Terrace With a MaP-Holss Found In the Earth and an Empty Iron Pot.
 MoRRIsrowN, N. J., Nov. l4-Morris- town has a mystery which, if solved, might reveal the perpetration of some famous crime-a murder, bank robbery or embez- element. Up to this time, however, not a step has been taken to solve the mystery, although present are all the conditions which detectives long for. An historic coun try seat, a mysterious stranger prowling with map and chart, the following mid night three strange men at work in a field, and the discovery next day of a deep hole containing an iron pot tightly laid in walls of cement and not trace of the strangers.
 The country seat in question Is now owned by a wealthy real estate man-Wil- liam Whitney-who resides in Orange. It lies about one mile south of the Morris town green, but its former grandeur now Is gone, and 1t is a simple farm, but for two generations it was known as the rural residence of the gentry" The place has been owned by many people in its history and was once the property of New York real estate auctioneer named William Ken nely. Those who knew the latter say that during the panic of 1872 he grew enormous ly wealthy, but that shortly after the time of Jim Fisk's death he lost much of his property.
 In turn MT Kennedy died, and the oldest of his three sons got the Bellevue terrace, as 1t was called He sold it to its present owner, Mir. Whitney.
 A Mysterious Stranger.
 During Mir. Kennely's proprietorship the terrace was the scene of elegant entertain ments. The mansion was large and inn posing, and attached thereto were stables and summer houses, kennels and the like, and many prominent persons figured as guests The host was an active worker in New York politics. In the last few years a transformation has taken place at Belle vue terrace, and the estate has been divided for the most part into building lots, yet enough land remained undivided to make it worth while for Mir. Whitney to have it cultivated by farmer named David Por- ter.
 Nobody ever suspected that anything un- usual would happen on the farm, and Por- ter was the last person to look out for such occurrences. He was busily engaged in clearing away some land near the street last Thursday when a we'll dressed man ap- preached on foot He was shrewd looking and as he stood surveying the place asked many questions. He took several maps
 
 Porter's narrative, and another paper which seemed to be filled with memoranda The farmer replied civilly enough, and the stranger walked over the place again and finally before dusk walked away. They Dug at Night. Just across South street at that point lives Richard Dempsey, and on the same Thursday night he went to see friend in hospital in Newark, N. J. On his return he distinguished the figures of three men close to an old walnut tree. They were stoopinG toward the ground and so intent upon their dofngs that they did not notice him. Mir. Dempsey did not disturb them. Instead he quietly entered his home, locked the door, saw that all the windows were barred and went to bed.
 Since that time nobody has seen the three strangers, but after breakfast on Friday when David Porter came to the field to re Sume work, he found three large holes ir the ground.
 Porter looked into one hole, and there at the bottom was an iron pot of French pat tern, securely imbedded in walls of cement Over its top was a small flagstone, which also had been tightly sealed, but it hat been broken recently by blows with some heavy tool. Its ragged ends showed that | The pot was empty except for bits of ce ment. Scattered about were parts of news | papers partly burned, which served in ler of candles, Porter believes, to aid the mel | in their work. Further than thiSnothinl | was found.
 1 It is believed that the curious pot con tained the booty of some robbery and tha | it was dug up a few nights ago by some on, concerned, who had possibly served tern in prison for the crime and who came bacl at the first opportunity to regain the al legged treasure.
 What the latter is-whether gold, banl notes, jewels or bonds-no one in Morris town pretends to know, but MorristowI believes it has a great big mystery or hand and is anxiously waiting for some body to solve it.