The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1915-08-27
BURIED TREASURE
BY MOLLY MINISTER.


David Gordon was digging a hole
in the earth In which to sink the
fourth upright of his rustic arbor.
When his spade hit and exposed to
view a battered old tin box David
was projected back In his memory to
the days Of playing pirate and Of
buried treasure. The bold buccaneer
who had hid this particular box had
been a female Captain Kidd. A sadly
mutilated doll, string Of blue grass
beads and tiny leather purse were
the contents OF the concealed recep-
tacle. In time he managed to de-
cipher a name and a ate-"Barbara
Folsom, 1900. August"
He put aside the box and proceeded
with his digging. The name Barbara
fingered in his mind, however, and,
In some vague way, 1t seemed to sug-
gest something familiar to him. 1t
even seemed az II he had seen the
name Barbara Folsom in print. but
he could not recall when or where.
SIT looks as II romance were not
entirely extinct" he laughed. 'Td
like to find that girl and send her the
box for a birthday gift" This seemed
SO utterly absurd that he laughed
still more decidedly. For aught he
knew, Barbara Folsom, formerly
pirate, might now be doing mission
airy service in South Africa or the far
East. Surely not-heaven forbid!
Not q girl who had once been a pirate
and buried a cast-ofr doll and a string
Of blue beads!
sand il seems to me that 1t is only
recently and in some magazine or
other that have seen that name" he
reflected.
When he had finished setting the
uprights he went in to dinner. still
bearing with him the not-to-be-silenced
name of Barbara Folsom-who was
she? He found his answer sooner
than he expected. It was the very
name itself under the title Of the very
first piece OF magazine fiction which
met his eye.
/ After all she's only a well-known
woman" he sighed regretfully, for Da-
vid did not take kindly to literary
women.
: Still, for some reason he could hard
ly fathom. he was prompted to write
to the magazine Office and ask Bar
bara Folsom for her address and the
privilege Of calling on her.
Barbara Folsom not only replied by
mail, but intimated graciously that
she should be glad to see him at her
home on the following afternoon. In
lcidentally, she confessed that she was
Mrs. John Fraser In private life.
still. he felt no slight degree of UNI
certainty as to the wisdom OF his
procedure as he stood before the en-
trance OF modest apartment house
In the Washington square neighbor-
hood. He carried a bag in which was
the pirates treasure and he wondered
what memories It would inspire in the
mind Of the one to whom 1t had be-
longed so many years ago. He had
quite resigned himself to the existence
OF . Barbara Junior who would prob
ably regard the battered doll with
scornful disdajn.
David was ushered into : cory lit
tie room by Mrs. Fraser herself. She
proved to be q delightful little ma
tron. but he could not find In her the
faintest resemblance to bis conception
Of what the child pirate OF long ago
should be like.
Barbara Folsom is only . pen
name" she explained, after she had
heard bis story. Il borrow the names
OF my friends to lend dignity to my |
work"
then have not found my pirate
after all" be sighed rather dis
tressedly.
sIo--she comesl" laughed the little
matron. rising and taking into her
motherly arms = young woman who
had entered Just In time 70 hear
David's wistful observation This
i Barbara Folsom. I use hsr name :,
olxsasr tAan any other nowadays b
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