The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1905-11-10
CHAPTER XIV.


Ing of which did not comprehend until
accident put the solution into my hands.
l left Sidcote at eight, before the
morning freshness was quite gone from
the air, and followed the road which
leads to Widdicombe. After Heytree,
the road runs for the best part of mile
over the open down where Mr.. Leighan
met his accident.
/ soon had the whole of the great fat
ridge to myself as left Kings Tor and
walked briskly southwark. Half way
along this upland plain there stands an
high. Beside 1t lies small fiat stone;
1t is called the Gray Wether Who put
1t up, and why it was put up, not the
oldest inhabitant can tell.
What happened was this. Between
the upright stone and the fiat stone the
edges of the latter being irregular, there
is, at certain place, an aperture or re-
cess.
carried with me a stick, on which
was leaning. Now, by this kind of
chance which we call accident, In chang
ing my position stuck the point of the
stick into the aperture thing of which
one would have been hardly conscious
but for an unmistakable clicking which
followed, as of coins. The opening,
found, was too small for a mans hand.
The fat stone was immovable. Perhaps
with the stick l could at least feel the
coins? Yes, 1 made them rattle.
Now, when took out the stick again
a bit of yellow leather showed for a mo-
ment just hooked up by the ferule as
far as the light penetrated. The sight
of the leather inspired me with a faint
hope. reversed the stick and fshed
with the handle, to such good purpose
that in very few moments / had the
leather thong in my fingers and hauled
1t out.
The thong tied up the mouth of
small brown canvas bag. The bag was
modern bank bag, and its treasure was
collection of twenty coins.
Twenty sovereigns in bag, a modern
brown canvas bag Who could have
climbed up Hamil Down in order to hide
twenty pounds in. little hole like this?
put the gold into the bag, tied 1t up
again, and put it into my own pocket.
Then l walked on, meditating.
While l was thinking, a figure, which
/ began dimly to perceive through the
nebulous veil of thought was working
his way slowly down the hillside opposite
by nearly the same way as l had my
self picked among the powders. He
came plodding along with the heavy step
and rolling shoulders of one who walks
much over ploughed fields and heavy
land.
He stopped finally. Then he looked
around him quickly, as If to assure him
self that no one was present to observe
him; wonder he did not see me. Then
he stopped down, reached within some
cavity and drew out something.
1t was in a big blue bag. / could
plainly see that the blue bag, like my
canvas bag, was weather-stained He
laid the bag upon a stone, and proceeded
to draw out its contents, consisting of
a single box. 1t was a box about two
feet long and eighteen inches wide, and
two or three inches deep. 1t was a tin
box. What had David got In his box,
for the man was David. l might have
walked down the hill and asked him that
question, but one was naturally some
what ashamed to confess to looking on at
what was intended for a profound Sc
cret
David was 80 anxious to keep the Sc
cret that he actually took off his jacket,
wrapped 1t round the bag, and tied it Sc
curely with string. Then, without look
ing about him any more, he turned and
walked back slowly and deliberately as
he had come, carrying the treasure under
his arm. As soon as his figure had sur
mounted the brow Of the hill and had dis
appeared, got up and sought the hiding
place. 1t really was place into which
nobody would think of looking for any
thing. The top stone sloped downward
over the mouth, 30 as almost to hide it.
In this cluster of four great stones no
one would have dreamed of finding or
of looking for anything. David's hiding
place was well chosen.
Then I followed, walking slowly, so
that l might not catch him up on his
way home with his tin box full of queer
things from the Southern Seas, / sup
posed.
In the evening told George all that
had happened, and produced the brown
canvas bag. George took the bag, looked
at 1t, opened it. poured out the gold,
counted 1t, held it In his hand and weigh
ed it; looked at it again, put it into the
bag, and laid the bag on the table.
ut Is weather-stained, old man." he
said, "and smells Of the mold. should
think 1t had been there some time" He
took 1t up again and turned it round.
"Look!" he said, ''here are initials; they
are nearly faded, but they are certainly
initials. I make out an A-no, a B; OF
is ii a Df-and an L. Certainly an l.;
b. L. or ID. L., which is it?"
Looks to me-" said, turning the bag
about in the light, "looks like B. A.; but
7 may be d. L."
"Will," he cried, ~ believe you have
really found something important Six
years age, when Daniel Leighan fell of
his pony, he always declared that he lost
twenty pounds In gold. It was tied up,
he always says, In a canvas bag. This
must be his bag and these must be his
Initials. I am quite sure of IT.
Every odd, II 1t is so. Why should q
nan steal a bag Of money only to put
lt-money and all-into q hole and then
60 away and leave itT
well, take 1t that the thief put the
bag there meaning to return for It, but
forgot where he put It."
'sYou can't forget the Gray Wethel
Stone, George. There Is only one Gray
ny It W