The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-05-23

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why. she gives me the trembles just
to look at her-made me change her
room (she was occupying this one),
because she imagined when she
looked out of the winder you're at
there. that she could see white things
moyin' under them trees. Did you
ever hear tell of such foolishness?"
Allen merely smiled and muttereo
something about nerves being ac-
countable for many strange ideas and
feelings, but a young waiting maid,
passing the door, heard and Needed
in a way that the landlady might
have deplored had the outcome
turned against the financial welfare
of her house as it did the one
beyond the trees and shrubbery;
for this girl, being sent out on
the grounds that night on an
errand, came screaming back de-
claring that she saw a little old man
digging under one Of the bushes. at
is the old miser that one lived here
digging for the gold he buried" she
said. Amidst laughter and joking,
the servants sailed out to look.
There was nothing in sight but a big,
strange dog.
Gle was a-digging' for a bone he
had buried there. That dogs your
ghost" said the cook. But the girl
was not convinced.
Stories breed more stories. 1t was
not long until the cottage opposite
became the breeding ground for
ha'nts, as Aliens landlady called
them. All manner of uncanny
sights and sounds were heard. "All
imagination, rats, and the pranks of
boys" declared its owner.
But this declaration did not stay
the sudden departure of renters
until the house stood at last barred
against the world, for no renter
would enter it, and no one would buy
it. And then, one stormy night, a
tramp must have forced an entrance
somehow, and on leaving it dropped
a coal from his pipe. An hour after
nothing remained Of it but a mass Of
red debris.
1t was some time before AlleI
thought of the designated spot, nov
free for the digging into. In fact, il
: was May who brought it to his mind
And then, one evening late, ude.
pretense of digging for fishing bal
he went farther than bait usual.
crawls, striking a substance whicI
proved to be a moldering cedar box
"Rather light for treasure" h
thought, as under his coat he carrie
it up to his room. And it proved Blu
a light fnd-a few silver pieces nc
exceeding $50 in all.
"And that was ALP" asked MAJ!
: grayely, when he brought the box t
her. May was not Of a serious n'
: ture, except at the mention of UncI
: Gottlieb's name, Now | do not b.
: lieye this is all. Uncle Gottlieb,
J mother used to say, did all thing
with a reason for doing them, excep
perhaps the making Of those fo'
. crosses. He did not bury tn
e small amount of silver simp.
e to hide it from burglars. E
u buried it to hide something grea
er. 1t may be that below this
o the greater treasure. He might ha'
is argued: IF burglars force me to te
o | can tell them of this, and, thinkil
e. there is nothing further in this plac
l they would leave it, Now you d
farther down. l don't care who tn
land belongs to, all the money hi
den in it is mine by right Of will
well as inheritance, for | am the Ii
d. one Of the family"
to 1t was some time before All
se could be induced to make further
cret investigation Of that spot,
eb when he did, below where the otf
MS box had been, he found metal b,
heavy and corroded with age. Its CT
tents clearly proved it to be the
csc intended for Mays mother.
BIS "Poor old uncle" sighed May, {
,od meant well by us, butthose days W
Get not like these, and l suppose PEG
hat thought they must hide money
emit they kept it safe. l have no do
a that had he not died without a /
it, ment's warning, he would have
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