The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1893-02-16

with some other papers l slipped it
away and buried it here
= "Why here?'' asked Mr.. Relchers,
who did not seem so much shocked as
might have been expected.
II knew the house would be ran
sacked, and didn't want to carry it
home," was the surly reply. -
The skipper, who had listened with
amazement too deep for words, felt his
heart almost stop beating as the whole
truth of the matter flashed across his
mind.
Dragging himself still farther for
ward, Uncle Sol craned his neck until
he could see what was going on below.
Brad had disinterred q small square
trunk Of Japanned tin. which stood
open on the sand. His father had
taken out one of the papers and, light
ing q match. was reading the heading.
Last will and testament of Joshua
Belchers, Esq" he read aloud. ''Hum,
we'll, hardly know what to do about
this"
1t occurred to Uncle Sol that an hon.
est man would know without studying
such question for moment
BURN it, of course" tersely respond
ed Brad.
IF did," said his father, solemnly,
lit would only be to-er-save you
from the consequences of what you
have done"
''Gammon!" sneered Brad. "You
know you're as ANXIOUS to hold onto
the property as am. Burn it, say"
Mr.: Belchers pretended to hesitate.
Then drawing another match from his
pocket, he struck it on the rock as the
two stood close together.
Uncle Sol opened his mouth to yell,
when suddenly he overbalanced him
self and down he went, the yell escap-
ing as he pitched forward. Falling
down the steep and slippery ledge. he
struck heavily on MIR. Belcher's head
and Brad's shoulders, throwing them
both to the sand.
Neither of them stopped here. Two
more frightened individuals never
scrambled from a recumbent posture
and took to their heels without as
much as casting glance behind.
I'VE couldn't see 'em for the sand
they kicked up behind 'em," chuck
lingly observed Uncle Sol, as ten min
utes later he displayed to Jacks aston
ished eyes the tin trunk containing the
missing will, and told his story with
great gusto.
II knowed I'd git even with them
two critters, only I didn't think it
would be so soon," said Uncle Sol; IAN
now, Jack, don't lose a minute, but
hurry up to Lawyer Titcomb's and en-
ter complaint agin 'em for larcenizin'
a mans will with intent to defraud, or
whatever you call it.
"What for?' TRANQUILITY interrupted
Jack.
SOS to have 'em both putin states
prison, of course" returned Uncle Sol.
with bewildered STARE.
| IN think about it, Uncle SOL" said
Jack, quietly. And then, taking the tin
trunk, he made his way up town.
But instead of stopping at Lawyer
Titcomb's he kept on till he reached
the old homestead, where Mr.. Belchers
and bradford had taken up their abode.
The lawyer and his son, having re-
covered from their fright, were about
to return to the shore when Jack ap-
peared. At the sight of the trunk the
two grew pale as ashes.
II will trouble you both to leave my
premises" coolly observed Jack. Il
happen to have here the will whic h you,
Brad, stole and hid away, and you, Mr..
Belchers," turning to the lawyer, lin
tended to burn"
| What could be said to such an accusa-
ton? MIR. Belchers stammered some-
thing about a mistake and hrrriedly
departed.
II suppose now you've got the whip
hand you'll pay us Off incur own coin, -
doggedly remarked Brad, who had lin
gered behind.
''What do you mean?" asked Jack.
''Why, shove US into prison.
Il shall do nothing of the kind ~
firmly returned Jack, Though you both
deserve it. No one but Uncle Sol Max
well and l know what you have done,
and don't intend anyone shall" :.
MULE REDEMPTION IN DAKOTA.
| How tho Dusky Sons of the Forest Played
1t on an Engineering Party.
''What will the white man give for
the long-eared horses?" It was a red