The record-union., 1897-09-13

from the time when it pronounced its
sentence against the ship Revenge in
1724.
'Champlain had a map like the one
You showed me this mornin<. After
Ccoper's death the old man kept on
drinking till he fell i'll. When the Span
ism doctor said he would die, he tried in
V2il to have him tell where the treas
ure was. He was a Catholic. so the
doctor brought a monk, whom he call
ed his friend. We used to play cards
in the evenings. The monk nursed
Chanlplain and got him to confess. One
night, when We were all there. the
| Captain suddenly sat bolt upright in
his hammock and then fell back dead
without having had the sacrament. so
his body was put with Coo2ers.
took charge Of his effects, but the map
he had shown me had disappeared. A
month after the Spanish doctor pro-
posed to seek the treasure; he said that
Champlain had told Father Damion
Eere it was. In a canoe we three en-
barked with a boy and reached the
island, where we remained six months
we began our search at the spot in
dicated by the monk and, after fifteen
days, We're convinced that the old man
| had misdirected him. We dug in every
nook that suggested a hiding place
without success. The disappointment
made Father Damion i'll. and he died
there. We buried him and returned to
| Purta Arenas. do not know how the
| stCry of the treasure reached San
Fr9ncisco, but more than a dozen ex-
petitions have started from there. as
We'll as from Panama. l take shares in
all, for I am sure the treasure is there"
MEDIUM TAKES A HAND.
1t so happened that the lawyer was
| interested in the study of occultism, as
a great many others were at that time,
owing to the strange spontaneous phe-
nCniena which took place at the resi-
| dence of Colonel Monroe, on Russian
Hill. He and McGregor had a meeting
with a medium. The subject went into
a trance, remained motionless for some
time, then sprang up and paced to and
fro, as sailors walk a deck. He gave
orders in a voice unlike his own spoke
with broad Scotch accent and dialect
and used hard language. After that he
sat on the sofa and enacted the death
Of Captain Champlain exactly as Nc
Glegor had witnessed it. This gentle
man then asked:
We'll. Captain. do you remember
me?"
The medium reDlied: Yes. indeed,
you old scoundrell And you, do you
reIIember that night when you made
me drunk, hoping to wiring my secret
from me? And when you found / would
not tell it you turned me out of your
house, although it was past midnight
and raining in torrents, so that it would
| have been cruel to put out a dog"
Yes" answered McGregor, that's
true, and l hope you've forgiven me.
Do YOU recollect the doctor who attend
ed you. and Father Damion, to whom
you confessed?"
Yes, do, and hopeful pair of ras-
Gals they werel" the medium retorted
The monk persuaded me to confess,
believing that [ would be fool enough
to tell where the treasure was. When
he thought he had my secret he told
that Spanish doctor, who then poi
soned me. They have suffered for it.
The monk fell i'll and died, and the
doctor was broken in health and poor.
I have haunted them You did not be-
lIGNG Iuc W Htu L SdlQ was OClilS pO4-
soned. You did your best for me, SO
nothing has happened to you; but you
can't have the treasure; we shall put
discord among those who look for it,"
DO you know where your body was
laid?"
Yes; in the sand, by that of Cooper.
like the carcass of a dog"
McGregor and the lawyer had other
meetings while the expedition party
hunted for the treasure. Each day,
in San Francisco. the latter perceived
and wrote down what was occurring at
the island; every detail was afterward
fully corroborated.
The expedition was failure, as US
ual: the seekers quarreled. From the
island they had sailed to Panama,
where a Mr.. Fay, whom the writer af-
terward met several times at McGreg-
ors, was offered Champlain's own
chart, on condition that the giver
should have part of the treasure. But
the chart was kept in a drawer where
oil had been spilled-cock- had
got at it-and when Mr.. Fay tried to
handle the paper it fell to pieces.-A. lie
Plongeon, in New York Herald.