Connecticut western news., 1917-05-24

pi the adjacent plantations searching tor buried treasure, and l am quite at loss to find safe place for our heirlo0ms.
 A:'".l "@--Srch m excellent ideal .@'e 4i:,; '"'t.i' lvi that there is secret hiumg lI..ye la Grandmother Bnpahs mahogany bedstcad. I win conceal the jewels there and will de scribe their hiding place so that in case anything happens to me one of our family may be able to recover them, even if the bedstead should be carried away.
 "'First, one must observe the row Of hideously grinning fnces-"gar. goyles," grandfather called thcm-that outline the top of the headboard; thero are twenty-five of these gargoyles in all, and one must press the right eye of the thirteenth gargoyle from either end, when the face will swing out ward, disclosing n cavity. Into this cavity have dropped the leather bag containing the unset gems-they are worth many thousands of dolars-and hope to recover them when the war Is over.'"
 Armed with hammer and screw driver, husband and wife repaired to the .parlor and locked themselves with in, greatly to the disgust of the In. terestod Nora, who awaited herself of the keyhole us the only salye to her wounded self respect.
 My dear girl, how do you think I'm going to handle this thing alone? 1t weighs q ton! Why wasn't it put in the guest roomy"
 The instant l saw it in the wagon l knew it would never fit into that room, so l told them to put 1t in here. We can remove it to the cellar after ward-or store it."
 Ut fits in here," remarked Win chester.
 Let us rip off the coyering-I be- Ieye l know just where to place my finger on the spring! This is the head board, of course, and here arc the gar. goylesT' cried Flora excitedly.
 Winchester took out his knife and leisurely opened the blade. He lifted one corner of the bedstead. groaned and dropped it heavily.
 There was n straining and snapping of cords as he applied his knife to the wrappings.
 "Oh, Ohl I am just as nervous as ,"1 beF cried Flora, regardless of her he3band's groan as he dragged aside lbe covering and disclosed the round 1 cd, polished top outlined by a semi- circle of hideously carved faces.
 "Jove, what a beautyr calculated Winchester, yet with note of re- spect in his tone. What a night mare! Fancy wishing n guest pleas ant dreams and then introducing him to that couch! Whewl Now. which face, Flora, lover' Mrs. Winchester triumphantly pro- duced the paper from her lnces and read solemnly: " The thirteenth gar goyic from either end.'"
 "The one in the middle, of course" announced Winchester.
 "'Press the right .eye,'" quoted Mrs Winchester breathlessly. "I shall have them set in glorious pendant, Harryw
 They hung expectantly over the bed.
 Now press," she whispered sibi- lantly. .....,..
 Winchester pressed.
 Nothing doing" he announced tiatly.
 Press harder" urged his wife "The secret spring has probably rusted. They do rust sometimes, don't they2"
 "I never heard of one doing so. They always yield easily, and the door rolls noiselessly aside and leaves an aper- turep said Winchester grimly. We must get 1t openp cried his wife tearfully. "Try some of the other eyes, Harry" .. "..
 But why try the others, my dear2 It says the middle one"
 There is-there must be a springr retorted Mrs. Winchester "Why should Nancy have put 1t in her diary if there was notT' .
 "I give it up when you ask me to explain the vagaries of the female mind'- began Winchester as he vi- ciously jabbed the eyes of all the gar goyles in turn without result. | Flora burst into tears.
 Don't cry, my darling" comforted her husband tenderly. "I'll find out the truth if I have to chop the con founded thing into kindlings!
 "I wish 1 understood the meaning of 1t anyway" said Winchester presently when his wife had reached n degree of tranquility where she could nibble n bonbon appreciatively.
 Again the tears flowed. "I might just as well have had another thou sand dollarsr' walled Flora.
 winchester's elbow knocked small package from the table to the floor.
 What is this2' he asked. picking it up.
 "An express parcel that came this afternoon. I haven't had time to look at it" \ He ripped off the covers md looked stupIdly at small leather volume in his hand. -...