The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-05-28

and the sunshine and thai garden
and Unc Jefferson and Aunt Daph
and the chickens and the birds and
all the rest OF il. for a mile OF Mil
lionaires' Row"
He went into the house and to the
library The breeze through the wide
flung bow-window was fiEttering the
papers on the desk and the map on
the wall was Tapping sidewise. He
went to straighten 1t, and then saw
what he had not noticed before-that
1t covered something that had been let
into the plaster. He swung 1t aside
and made an exclamation.
He was looking at a square. uncom-
promising wall.safe, with a round fig
ured disk OF white metal on its face.
He knelt before II and tried its knob,
After a moment II turned easily. But
the resolute steel door would not open,
though he tried every combination
that came into his mind mo USE"
he said disgustedly. One 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
outflt-clear to the very fingerbowls-
handed to me on silver tray. and I'm
mad as scat because can't open the
first locked thing | 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. land 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!" he
exclaimed. What a chump | am not
to have thought of IT." He found 1t
in Its pigeonhole and. kneeling down
before the safe, tried the numbers
carefully. first right. then left: II
$3.50. The heavy door opened.
II was right" he exulted. Its the
plate" He drew it 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.
furnished purple-blue like a ravens
large and small was marked with the
greyhound rampant and the motto.
And to think" he said. that my
t.great-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 you
a. nd oil ~h ,,.1g
You're the one thing the place has
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 thickly
in places as to make a twilight and the
SUMMER spots were masses of pink
laurel poison-ivy. flaming purple rho
dodendron and wine-red tendrils of in.
terbraided briers. This was the for
est land of whose possibilities he had
thought, In the heart of the woods he
came upon great limb that had been
WFSnCntu on by STORM. Inc broken
wood was of a deep rich brown. shading
to black He broke off his song, snap.
ped twig and smelled it, Its sharp
acrid odor was unmistakable. He sud.
denly remembered the walnut tree at
Rosewood and what Shirley had said:
Il know girl who had two in her
yard. and she went to Europe on
them"
He looked about him: as far as he
could see the trees reared. hardy and
perfect, untouched for generation
He selected one of medium size and
pulling creeper, measured its cir,
conference and gaging this measure
with his eve, made a penciled calcula.
ton on the back of an envelope
Great Scott" he said jubilantly to
the dog; that would cut enough to
wainscot the Damory Court library
and build twenty sideboards."
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