Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1897-12-02
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CHAPTER XIV.

She came back to Chelsea SO thin and
anxious looking and distract that she was
mot like the same person who had gone
away She seemed to have grown ten
years older. Her delicate complexion was
almost bIoodless, and her deep blue eyes
stood out from the rest Of her face pre-
4prnaturally grave and large. She was
ouite hysterical, too, as she clasped her
mother in her arms and looked her over
as if she would ascertain If she mad sus-
Hained any injury since she had seen hef
last.
The old lady did not participate IN her
aaupbter's emotion. Indeed, she was
rather Offended than otherwise at Jane
rough handling, and only begged her TO
remember she wore her TanJore brooch,
without making any remark upon her
return to Chelsea.
Nav came and went, and the June How
ers once more flung their sweetness over
Chelsea Jane became very ANXIOUS
about that time to coax her moUher TO
spend more time in the garden. The fresh
air WAS so good for her, she said, and the
sight of the blossoms and the song of the
Birds diverted her mind from dwelling too
continuously upon one idea. She even
tried. though with small success, to utll-
ize Mrs. Warner, by making her weed the
beds or rake the mold; but the old lady
soon grew tired of anything like work.
'sWhat is the use of my looking among
the flowers and shrubs for little green
things Jane? Why cannot you leave
chem alone? [ am sure they are very
pretty"
s'But, mother, you don't know what you
might find if you persevere IN digging
every day. [ have read Of people coming
anon hidden treasures IN old gardens like
&his.'
"What is treasure, Jane:
Everything that is of value. Boxes
of money or jewelry, or gold. Would 1t
NOT be delightful to find oneW
my brooch is jewelry. Miss Potter
said so,' replied Mrs. Warner, putting
up her hand to feel if that inestimable
ornament was safe.
"Of course it is, dear. SO are many
other things. Oh! do go on looking care
fully, mother, every day, and am sure
YOU will find something of value before
long
And every morning Jane would try to
stimulate her mothers energy by asking
her if she had looked behind the bushes
yet, or i'll the lily bed, and assuring her
she would find a treasure there some day.
But she never mentioned the subject in
Ahe presence of Miss Prosser.
One morning. when Mrs. Warner had
srotted out as usual at her daughters
Bidding she reappeared in the sitting
room with mysterious air, and her finger
10 her lip. Jane-all white and trembling
rose, and followed her to the outer air.
Jane she whispered in her ear, sit
Mas GOMEZ
What has come dear mother" asked
ahe girl. trying to speak calmly.
''T'he treasure, my dear; basket full Of
1t under the bushes. / cannot remember
when l dug it up, but l must have done
80, for it is there. And it is making a
dreadful noise. Come and see it!'
Dear mother! what are you talking
about" said Jane, with Quivering lips.
And then she called the servant. Caro-
line, Mrs. Warner wants me to so and see
something at the bottom of the garden
but am too busy. Go with her, and
come back and tell me what it is. II is
most likely only her fancy"
She turned away to the dining room
window as she spoke, and tried to look at
the people passing in the street, and to
Ak her mind only ON them. But i'll an
ether minute the servant had run shrek
ing back into the cottage.
Good gracious, Caroline! what is the
matter?"
"Oh Lor' miss. you'll never believe it.;
but come and see for yourself, please
And it isn't the mistress fancy at all,
miss! It's true as Gospel and she is so
pleased she's been the one to find it."
ITO find what, Gardiner
"a baby, miss. \ lovely little baby in
Bong clothes"
"A baby!-girl! You must be dream
Eng"
Il amt dreaming, miss, indeed. It's a
Baby, as plain as the nose on my face. and
was packed in hamper just like game.
And, OH my! here's the mistress with it,
as proud as Punch!'
And, in effect, Mrs. Warner appeared
at that moment bearing bundle in her
arms, with an air of the utmost impor-
lance and mystery.
''Jane, it has come. told you so.-and
no. don't come near it, if you please it
Is mine, remember! dug it up, and it is
making terrible noise" which the bun
die certainly was, as it rent the air with
EfS screams.
''Oh, mother let me take it! I think
you have got it upside down.
"Jane, | will be obliged to you not to
Houch it. 1t is my treasure, which have
been digging for. and it belongs to me.
did not think it would cry so much. GER
sainy. but all the same, l found it in the
5ily bed, and ii is mime
Dear, dear, what is all this noise
about:" cried Miss Prosser. running up
from the kitchen, where she had been
making pastry.
Dear Miss ProsSer, the most absurd
ching has happened that you ever heard
Of" replied Jane in strangely agitated
voice. Mother has found a baby in the
Nly bed
Are you trying to make fool of me,
Janet"
Indeed, no. 1t is the truth Come and
kce for Yourself But the ahs,1rditx is