The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1914-06-25

and the sunshine and that 'gyarden'
and Unc' Jefferson and Aunt Daph
and the chickens and the birds and
all tie rest of it, for mile of Mil
lionaires' Row."
He went into the house and to the
library. The breeze through the wide
flung bow-window was fluttering the
papers on the desk and the map on
the wall was tapping sidewise. He
went to straighten it; and then saw
what he had not noticed before-that
1t covered something that had been let
into the plaster. He swung> it aside
and made an exclamation.
He was looking at square, uncom-
promising wall-safe, with a round fig
ured disk of white metal on its face.
! He knelt before it and tried its knob.
After a moment it turned easily. But
the resoMte steel door would not open,
though he tried every combination
that came into his mind. mo use,
he said disguSted1y. zone must have
the right numbers"
Then he lifted his fretted frame and
smote his grimy hands together. Con
found it," he said with short laugh.
Here am, bankrupt, with all this
outfit-clear to the very finger-bowls-
handed to me on a silver tray, and I'm
mad as scat because l can't open the
first locked thing l find!"
He ran upstairs and donned rough
corduroy jacket and high leather leg
gings We're going to climb the hill
today, Chum," he announced, "and no
more moccasins need apply"
In the lower hall, however, he sud
denly stopped stock-still "The slip OF
paper that was in the china dog!" hs
exclaimed. What a chump am not
to have thought of it," He found 1t
in it's pigeonhole and, kneeling down
before the safe, tried the numbers
carefully, first right, then left: IL
28-94-0. The heavy door opened.
II was right" he exulted. TITS the
plate" He drew 1t out, piece by piece
Each was bagged in dark-red Canton
flannel. He broke the tape of one bag
and exposed a great silver pitcher
! tarnished purple-blue like ravens
wing-then a tea-service. Each piece
large and small, was marked with the
greyhound rampant and the motto
And to think" he said, that my
great-great-g t-grandfather buried yoU
with his own hands under the stables
when Tarleton's raiders swept the val
|, ley before the surrender at Yorktown
Only wait till Aunt Daphne gets yot
polished up, and on the sideboard!
You're the one thing the place hal
needed"
With the dog for comrade he ira
versed the garden and plunged across
the valley below, humming as he went
The place was painless and over
grown with paw-paw bushes and sassa
fras. Great trees stood so thickl!
In places as to make a twilight and thu
SUMMER spots were masses OF pinl
laurel, poison-ivy, flaming purple rho
dodendron and wine-red tendrils of in
terbraided briers. This was the foI
est land of whose possibilities he ha'
thought. In the heart of the woods h
came upon a great limb that had beel
wrenched off by storm. The broke
wood was Of deep rich brown, shadln
to black. He broke off his song, snaI
ped twig and smeffSt IT, Its shar
acrid odor was unmistakable. He SUI
denly remembered the walnut tree q
Rosewood and what Shirley had said
II know a girl who had two in he
yard, and she went to Europe o
them"
He looked about him; as far az b
!. could see the trees reared, hardy an
, perfect, untouched for a generation
He selected one of medium size an
pulling a creeper, measured its eli
n cumference and gaging this measur
r with his eye, made penciled calcul'
h ton on the back Of an envelop'
n Great Scott" he said jubilantly
/. the dog; "that would cut enough
e wainscot the Damory Court +ibraH
K and build twenty sideboardef"
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