The Winslow mail., 1899-02-25
that. never saw anything like IT,"

w nat do you reckon il is
Jim shook his head. turning the stone
FROM side to side and letting the sun
light play over its surface and reveal its
delicate beauty, for in the heart of the
common brown stone lay a circular
ribbed hollow lined with mother-of-
pearl and in one side OF this polished
nest was cluster Of crystals
"It must be the impression Of a fossil
she'll" said Sam, eying it intently.
"Why, yes-of course"
And jim stopped to pick up the other
half Of the stone.
Eyes, here il is. Did you ever see
anything so perfeot9 Some spiral thing
that seems to go way down into the
stone. Just look at the coloriEg, will
you? Rainbow ,ints, every one! And
see ?-here is the hole where that lit
tie bunch Of crystals was broken out
and the inside of the she'll, or animal
whichever it isis lined with crystals
as far down as you can see.'
Jim, you're in luck. You can sell il
at the museum, and for a good price,
too
"No, I shall give it to Miss Lamb for
her cabinet. l owe her something for
her starring me in business"
Il do believe, jim, you'd give away
your head if it was not we'll fastened on
your shoulders. But come, there's the
first bell and we must hurry
Miss Lambs admiration of the fossil
was all that he could have desired.
IL cannot tell you what it is" she
said, "but am sure it is something TOO
rare for you to give away. 1t ought to
have a considerable money value. !
cannot accept it from you until have
ascertained its worth"
albright, then" said jim, winking a t
Sam. You may sell it if you wish, and
al above five dollars that it brings you
may give to me for my chicken house"
ITS a bargain" said Miss Lamb,
laughing, "and the five dollars shall g.,
20 the Chidren's Fresh-Air fund"
The following Saturday Miss Lamb
took the specimen to Prof Black, an
eminent geologist:
"a turrilite!' he exclaimed, excitedly
"Where did you find it?''
Miss Lamb told him the story.
"Well, well, we'll! Now might go on
breaking open stones with my geol-
cgist's hammer till the end of time and
get nothing for my pains, while this TN
lettered boy, r a chance blow-why,
this is really the finest specimen of its
Lind ever saw! Such a perfect frac
ture-the whole thing SO complete!
See how perfectly the two pieces fit
together-not fragment gone
There you are. Just a common
stone again. You can scarcely see the
crack. Why, Miss Lamb, if had thatin
MY cabinet ! would not take 500 for
it,"
"Will you give that for ?"
''You don't mean to say it is for
sale!"
Eyes, the finder is a poor boy, and
would make excellent pse of the money
He is going into the chicken business,
and that sum would give him a good
start-building and all. L tell you, pro-
fessor, Jim Jones has real pluck and
principle"
Il judge so from the novel way in
which he was using this stone" giving
it affectionate, professional little taps.
eyes, will give ypH s1oo for it, ard
thank you very much besides"
The professor wrote his check, gave it
tc Miss Lamb and locked the turrili;e in
his choicest cabinet.
Of course, Jim could hardly believe
his good luck, but you may be sure he
was quite reconciled to it. By the time
lis modest chicken house was finished
and a dozen glossy black Langshans
strutted proudly in their grassy run
the old Brahma was off with ten
healthy chicks and was given the most
comfortable quarters end the choicest
food that the yard afforded, Miss Lamb
and Sam Simmins were invited On spe
cial Saturday to inspect the new build
ings and stock. They both smiled when
they saw a neat arch over the gateway
upon which was painted:
...':'..'.'. :..-.'..... ...'..'.:.....'.'.
TTTRRJTITE CHICKEN RANCH