Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1894-01-06

moon, and according to an old legend
it was at such time that the marks
on Kidd'S Ledge, locating the place
where il pot of gold was buried. waS
visible.
The skipper was thinking of this as,
M. king some careless excuse. he rose,
ana Strulling down to the shore. took
his Way among the shadows of the
bUrtling lodges. leaving Jack plunged
in gloomy mrdirations.
Just before reaching kidd's Ledge.
which was said to be marked by three
CROSSES cut in the stone. II murmur of
voices reached his ear. Stopping anl
crouchng low in the shadow of !, g,'"al
bowIder. Uncle Sol ppered cautiously
out. Two persons. who's" backs were
towards him. We're bending over til"
sand ut the foot of Kidd's Ledge -ap-
parcntly digging with all their might
at the base of the rock.
"Ry the big horn spoon. somebody's
found the place where the treasures
buried and is digging for it, muttrrrd
the old skipper. rNctcdly.
The evening WAS calm and still, with
only the gentle swiSh of the sea
waves on the beach to break the 81
lcnce IcSitating Il moment, Uncle
Sol stole along to the further side of
Kidd'S Ledge and softly climbed up
ward till he reached the top. Then
wurnlinS himself along to the cdie. he
prrpri over.
What possessed you To run such
tremendous risk. Rradford!" were the
first intcllgiblc words that reached tn"
shippers ear.
NO great risk about it," coolly re-
turned the other. NO one knew that
Uncle Josh had made a will. and as
happened to find il in the tin trunk
with some other papers. | slipped ii
away and buried it here"
why hcrc?' asked Mr.. RrlcherS,
who did not seem so much shocked as
might have been expected.
Il knew the house would be ran
sacked. and | didn't want to carry il
home" was the surly reply.
The skipper. who had listened With
an :lmaZrmcnt too deep for words. felt
his heart almost stop beating as tn"
whole truth of the matter flashed
across his mind.
Dragging himself still further for
ward. Uncle Sol crancd his neck until
he could see what was going on below
Brad had diSintcrrcd Il small Squar"
trunk of Japannrd tin. which stood
open on the sands His father hal
taken out one of the papers. and light
ing Il match WAS reading the heading
Last will and testament of Joshua
RclchcrS. Esquire" he read aloud
Hum. well. l hardly know WHAT to IL"
about this.
1t occurred to Uncle Sol that an hon
est man would know without stuIyin-
such Il question for a moment.
'Rurn il. of course, lrrSriy l. 'Spnnh
ed Hrad
.'lf do it will only b" to SHvc You
from the consequences of Wh2t you
have DONE" said his father, : inu!.:.
"Gammon" Snecrcl Brad. 'E"I
know you are as anxious t, h"ll on t.
the property as am. Burn il. | say,
Mr.. RclchrrS pretended I" h">itit".
Then. drawing another match from his
pocket. he struck ii Oh Il r1'k. y ; III"
two stood close together :.C!r Sol
opened his mouth IL yell. inca sud
denly he Ovcrbalanctd him' II. and
down he went. the yell rS I,,.. = ;i> h"
pitched forward. Rolling down the
steep and slippery Ledge. he struck
heavily on Mr.. Rcl,.hrr'S head an |
Brad'S shoulders. throwing then! both
to the sands Neither of them Stnnp ii
there Two more frightened indvid-
bent position and took To their heels
without so much as Il glance behind.
"Yp couldn't see EN- for In" sand
they kicked up behind en-, 'hlckl"d
Uncle Sol, as ten minutes late ne Ills
played to Jacks astonished eyes the
tin trunk containing the missing Will
and told his story with SrHa, grl>tn.
1t is almost needless to say that tn
recovered will WAS entirely in Jack .
favor Everything was left 10 him
without reservation, Lawyer T.tc"mb
being appointed Il trustee to hold the
property till Jack cam" of age.
Il knew I'd get even with them tW"
critters. only | didn't think il wonl
be so sOon," said old Uncle Sol: "and
now, Jack, don't los" Il minute but
hurry up to Lawyer TitcombS and
enter complaint against Them for
lacenizing mans will with iu,rnI t"
dcfraud. or whatever You call it,
What for:' asked Jack
80 as TO have them both nut in
| state prison. OF course. returned 'nc;r
Sol. with brwild"rcd stare.
III think about it. Uncle Sol rr
! piled Jack, quietly.
Taking with him the tin trunk. h"
made his way up To town. But in
stead of stopping III Lawyer Titr"m,'' :,
he kept on until he reached the "l;
| homestead, where Mr.. BVlch"rr; ant'
| Brad had taken up their abode.
The lawyer and his son. having 10
! covered from their fright were about
to return to the shore. when Jack ap-
pcarpd. At the sight Of the trunk the
TWO turned pale as ashes
I'll trouble you both To leave my
premises" coolly observed Jack. Il
| happen to have here the VIII which
YOU. Brad. stole and hid away. and
YOU. Mr.. Belchers. intended To burn.
turning to the lawyer.
What could be SAID to such IN accll
sation? Mr.. Belchcrs stammyr9d some
thing about Il mistake. and hurricIly
departed.
II suppose now you've got til" whip
hand you will pay us off in-in onr
own COIN" dogge,lly remarked Riad-
ford. who had fingered behind his
father.
What do you mcan:" asked Jack.
why. shove us into states prison.
Il shall do nothing of the kind"
firmly returned Jack, though you both
richly deserve it. No one but Uncle
Sol Maxwell and ! know what you
have done, and | don't intend any one
shall"
You ought to have your rcvcng" an
them. Jack" grumbled Uncle Sol. VIII
no longer goes fishing for Il living
You ought To for n fact-it'S II poor
rule that won't work both ways"
Il know one that don't" answered
Jack.
What one is thatT
THE golden rule" said Jack quietly