The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1917-11-15

day Uncle William had never been
in Borneo."
"For my part I cannot understand
why he should send US on wild
goose chase. Under the circum-
stances a compromise must be made
or l shall contest the WILL" protest
ed Allen.
"You signed an agreement" re-
marked the lawyer calmly. "f the
money is not found by the first Of
the year, when the two years have
expired, why, the entire sum goes to
create scholarships in the Conserva-
tory of Music.
Cynthia arose and, her face turn
ing from white to red, said slowly,
'sNo one has asked what success l
have had"
"You! What do you mean?" in
quired Allen Lane in manifest
alarm.
"I mean," said Cynthia, "that I
have dug for and discovered the
treasure buried under the island of
Borneo."
Mr.. Phillips rubbed his hands ex-
citedly, and his kind eyes twinkled
merrily. "Now, now, my dear Miss
CYNTHIA, this is q surprise! Pray,
tell us about it"
Cynthia, still standing, rested her
slender finger tips on the table and
spoke: CATER your departure, cous-
ins, 1 naturally thought much Of the
matter. The result Of this was that
concluded that my uncle would
never have included me among the
contestants for his money if he had
not intended should have an equal
chance with yourselves. Wealth 1
had not. Means were not offered to
pay my expenses to Borneo, so in
the seclusion of the library here I
followed you, my cousins, around
the world to the island of Borneo."
She drew the huge globe Of the
world toward her as she spoke and
whirled it slowly around. Z.
II traced your course from Singa-
pore to Kuching and thence to Da-
kar. Then by studying the scale
of miles on the map and making
proper deductions 1 believed I could
put my pencil on the very point in
the island where you were to dig
for the treasure.
Cynthia paused, quite pale now,
while the brothers stared at her
with strained eyes. Mr.. Phillips
wore his perpetual smile.
"Then," she continued, '1 pressed
the point of my pencil firmly into
the globe on the exact spot, saying
to myself in my foolish play as
treasure seeker, T will dig here
when to my amazement this happen
ed" As she spoke the words she
pressed her pencil point firmly upon
the globe, and the great ball drop
ped in hinged halves before them.
In the aluminium cavities thus ex-
posed were stuffed many documents
tightly wedged together.
The brothers leaped to their feet.
Allen turned passionately to the
lawyer. "You knew this all the
timew he shouted.
"Give me the papers," said Mr..
Phillips calmly, and when Cynthia
had complied with the request ne
sorted them deftly and threw an en-
velope across the table to Allen.
.Read that aloud" he commanded
brusquely.
Allen Lane read in his very harsh
accents:
Dear Nephews-I trust that by
this time is ended the long journey
combined with hard work, which,
my lads, is the greatest treasure in
the world. If YOU had listened to
the maunderings of your poor old
uncle you would have remembered
that he has repeatedly told you that
the island of Borneo is the only
country in the world he had never
visited. To the one who had the
patience to listen to an old man and
who proves it by his recollection OF
the above facts I have given my for
tune. Which one of you three have
remembered the dull tales of your
tedious old uncle? I'll wager 1t IS
my quiet little Cynthia"
The brothers looked sheepishly at
each other and then at Cynthia,
who was weeping softly. AS by one
accord their harsh faces softened
and they stretched their hands
across the table toward her, while
the little lawyer smiled benefcent-
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