The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1916-08-10

your brother was very careful OF tho
pin my sister gave him, while You
stack yours in the side of the state
room and forgot all about 1t. Please
-explain-that!"
To properly emphasize the last
three words she made three Vicious
digs in the sand hole with the point Of
her parasol. And with each dig the
point Of the parasol struck a sub
stance that gave forth the sound Of
hard board.
"That's curious" remarked George.
glad, doubtless, to change the subject.
Lets look into this"
He went on his knees and digging
with both hands, quickly uncovered
and brought forth a box.
"Hemenway's!" he exclaimed. We'll
what do you make of that!"
"Mr. Hemenway's!" cried Helen ez-
citedly springing to her feet. dis
some more; there ought to be twelve
or fifteen Of those boxes"
George gazed at her in amazement.
"What in the world do you know
about Hemenway's boxes?" he man.
aged to say at last. ~
II know a lot about them;y' replied
Helen with a smile-"much more thai
you do"
IT don't understand how YOU"
"Please, Mr.. Carteret, don't waste
time in talking. Dig!"
Helen fell on her knees and began
feeling around the sides of the sand
hole.
O. "Here, Miss Marriott, you'll muss
your clothes and soil your hands. I'll
do the digging.'
George lifted Helen's hand slowly
and carefully from the sand hole and
| held them a moment.
"What is this-a wedding rehear-
! sal?" laughed the young woman.
MAY I call you Helen?" said the
young man. well be calling each 9th
er by our first name before the voy-
age ends, anyway"
Helen pulled her hands away.
"Tll think it over. First, I want a
| satisfactory explanation about that
| pin. But, please-George-hurry and
| find those other boxes. There must be
lots more of them.'
George fell to and quickly uncover
| ed another box, and then another.
| He paused and said:
"Look here, Helen, this is wearing
on the finger nails. Suppose I carry
| two of these boxes to the house, and
| then we'll bring down an old shovel ]
saw out back and make quick work of
this."' *s
So he shouldered two of the boxes
| and started for the house, Helen walk
ing beside him.
"Have you any idea what's in
them?" asked the girl.
"Not the faintest. Have your"
"Of course. I know all about Them
"Then, for goodness sake, tell me"
Helen laughed gaily. keep cool,
my friend, keep cool and don't get eX,
cited" she said, smiling very prettily.
They came to the house. H.-Was
deserted. Helen said: =
snake a noise, George, we want
everybody here. This is important
George lifted up his powerful barry
tone voice and shouted for his broth
er Jim.
There was an answering yell and
Jim and Edith came hurrying up from
the beach in front of the house. Mr..
and Mrs. Marriott and Mcdonald,
hearing the shouts quickly appeared
from another direction.
"What's all the racket about? IT.
can't be dinner time yet" laughed
Marriott.
Something better than eats, daddy
| dear" said Helen. "You are summon
ed to a feast for the eyes. See those
boxes?"
IT do. What of 'em?"
"They are, or were, Mr.. Hemen,
ways"
"What! Where'd you find 'em?"
81 found them-George and l."
George and you!" exclaimed Mar,
riott, emphasizing the first word
"Where?"
"Buried in the sand yer %yonder."
"Mr. Marriott" said George, "your
daughter refuses to let me in on your
secret whatever it is. What is all this
mystery about Hemenway's boxes"
"Tell me all you know about them
and I'll tell you all I know"
every well. The morning we sailed
from San Francisco Hemenway drove
to the dock in a truck with these
boxes. They were put in the cabin OF
the yacht and later transferred to the
fore hold. That's all any of us saw OF
them until your daughter and ! dug
them out of the sand just now; and
that's all I know about them"
Somebody get me an ak or a
crowbar or something, and I'll quick
~ show you what you overlooked"
said Marriott.
When he was handed a screw driver
he took the cover off the first box,
drew out a canvas bag, cut the string
that tied It, and dumped in the middle
Of the porch a heap Of shining, yellow