The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-01-15
A TEXAS TREASURE HUNT.
Ending Win the Hunt OF joe Lott Tor the
MEXICAN Who sold Him the Chart.

when ] was taking my little iaunt
through Texas last fall, said John Gilbert,
the travelling groceryinGn. 4 dropped
OF here and there of little towns. and usually
ran mp against something funny. One
place | tested was Pilot Grove.
There didn't seem TO be any one around
when landed there except a tired looking
citizen who sat on the gallery of what was
evidently the public house Of the place,
cleaning a six-shooter. asked him
where the populace was at.
Up yon.' said he, with a weary glance
at me watchin en- dig fer it,
Watching EN- dig for it, said !. Dig
for what
Hundred thousan' dollars in Spanish
gold the Greasers buried and then yamoosed
to Mexico. time Gen. Sam Houston was
plshin EN- so close replied the citizen,
slupending his work at pistol cleaning and
gong into session as an information bureau.
'Raik'n we'd never knowed thing about
j. il the wrinked old Mexican hadn't come
along yere week or setch Ike ago and told
Us about II.
-'Mrinkled more n nutmeg, that Greaser
was and u hundred and four yers old. ef
he was a minute He knOwed about the
500 900 IN Spanish gold, and had chart
was wiiin' to sell the chart fer 500 and a
tenth part OF the buried treasure, but fer
not q cent less
L told 'em that Il tenth part of the
hundred th0usan vas cheap enough fer
the chart but | thought the 500 in cash
was too dog gone steep. but they all raik n d
les tother way, and said they wouldn't
mind putin up the hundred fer the chart,
but tile idee of lettn' 70 of $1,000 % the
treasure arter they had gone and dug and
sweat and sweat and dug fer to git it was
beyrnd human natur to agree to.
But the wrinked Old Mexican he
wouldn't take no less, and so by and 10y
Joe Lott and Dave Cover they got their
heads together and fingered II out that
ninety thousan' clean out o the hole didn't
seem like II was 10 unprnGpied bad, arter
all. and so they put up fifty apiece, and
agreed to chnk out ten thousan' o the gold
TO the wrinkled old Mexican as they un-
kivered 1t.
take his hundred home and come back and
hang around till the hundred thousan' was
unklvered and gii his tenth. He must "a lost
his way. 'kaze ne haln't got back yit. and
that was nine days ago
Joe and Dawes ben diggin' and sweatln
and sweatin and diggin' ever since, and the
town has ben mp yon every day watohin
'em do Il. The boys has got down four
foot flrder ana dug n right smart bigger
Il seems like the hidden treasure was still
in ambush | ben watohin' 'sm dig fer il
myself, but an hour ago / hollers over and
ssys 20 Joe Snd Dave.
2'sI got thy. same idee yit.' says shat
tenth part o. the hundred ihousItn would
"a ben cheap enough fer the chart. but that
the 500 cash was too doggone steep ]
ssys.
Then | come straight here and saddIed
and bridled that pony yo' see tied TO that
pecan over thar and took TO ceanin no
this here a. That pony and this - is
Joe Lofts and ef kin read the iRns I'm
les a. shore that Joe Is goin To take a saun-
Ter out. lookiu fer that wrinkled old Mex.
lean. a. l am that a tenth o. that hundred
thousan' would "a ben cheap enough fer
the chart, but that the 500 cash was too
dog gone steepV
Much as this recital seemed 10 add 10 tho
WEAKNESS Of this lone citizen, he finished
cleaning the pistol and put it together. Tho
work was not much more than done when
the populace came back from up Won.
4 tall man with a fierce mustache and
breathing hard was at its head. without
a word he took the siT-Ahooter away from
my naTrator's hands went out 10 the pecan
tree. united the horse mounted it and gal
loped away.
That's Joe. said the narrator to me
And he's saunterin outl'
Whether he found the wrinkled old
Mexican don't know for the accommoda-
tons at tho Pilot Grove hostelry seemed
neaEre. and u train came oppoTtunely
along did not wait 70 learn