The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-10-06
BURYlNG THE GOLD.
How a Woman Saved Her Money from Pos
aihIe and Proha BILE Thievas

How a Woman Saved Her Money from Pos.
sible and Probable Thieves.
In that far-away day before the war,
when peace and plenty reigned, moth
ing delighted the heart of my mother
more than the thoughts of having her
flower beds enriched. For this pur-
pose each luckless fowl that fell in the
barnyard soon found decent burial at
the roots of the trees near the front
door. Dan, ''the carriage boy" was
my mothers right-hand man in this
work. My father was not so fond of
plants, but as Uncle Remus would say,
twas powerful hand to prodject wild
bees" While trying an experiment
one night, he closed one of the hives,
SO that the swarm could not pass out on
the morrow. He fully intended setting
them free in a few hours, but sad and
unexpected news from the field came
just then, the bees were forgotten, and
of course died.
We lived in a valley almost sur
rounded by mountains, and these
heights were infested by what were
then called mountain boomers" From
the caves and dens above us these men
came every night to plumber the sur
rounding country. At that time our
little village had not been molested,
but it was nightly threatened, and all
who could form plans of escape were
preparing to find refuge in safer part
OF the country. What to do with the
money we had on our hands until we
could Lee further south was an intri-
cate question. Spies were in every di-
rection. The very woods seemed full
of eyes, and those who buried their
treasures had no assurance of ever
finding them again.
One Gay while looking after the |
flowers my mother found the dead bees,
and a bright idea struck her. Calling
loudly for Dan she babe him dig a deep |
hole near a favorite rose bush in the |
front yard and repeated again and |
again. there was nothing like dead
bees to enrich the soil" We lived in
the most public street in the village, it |
was near noon-tide hour, people, both |
friends and foes, were passing to and |
fro, and the 'home darkies" were COM
ing and going as usual
Dan went to work. hoe in hand, with |
a hearty good will, and my mother
went into the house apparently to dine |
After while she appeared with
light shawl thrown carelessly around |
her shoulders. Concealed beneath this
garment was the gold with which we
hoped to purchase food and shelter for
black and white in safer part of the
country. If it could only be buried
without detection. Ny mother went
to the rose bush and found the work
exactly as she expected, but as so much
depended on strategy she began to up
braid the boy for going to such depth
With her own hands she began to push
back the dirt, while Dan, greatly
lbashed at his want of understanding,
moved off at rapid rate for the hive
Of dead bees. On his return he saw
nothing unusual in the surroundings,
but beneath the light pile of
dirt that my mother had thrown
back the money had been quickly
deposited. The bees were pressed
n, and Dan, all unconscious of
The important work he had just per-
formed, was soon resting in the shade,
wondering to himself what white
tolks always wanted to be Fostering
With flowers fur, anyhow" When the
lime came for unearthing our treasure
We found it ready to aid in our flight.
dallas News.