The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1918-06-13

"Thoser He looked at her out
stretched palm. "Garnets."
"Garnets? They must be valuable
then" she observed.
"Yes If you can find any of any
size. What's the other rock?' he In
quired casually. "You making a col
lection Of specimensW
That's just funny stone found"
she returned. 1T must be iron or
something. It's terribly heavy for Its
size"
"Eh? Let me see It," he said.
She handed It over.
He weighed 1t In his palm, scrutl-
nized II closely, turning 1t over and
over Then he took out his knife and
scratched the rusty surface vigorously
for few minutes
"Huh !" he grunted. "Look at your
funny stone"
He held 1t out for her inspection.
The blade of the knife had left dull
yellow scar.
"Oh" she gasped. "Why-lt's
goidw
'lt Is, woman" he declalmed, with
mock solemnlty. "Gold gllttering
gold!
"Say. where did you find thls?" he
asked wheu Hazel stared at the mug
get, dumb IN the face of this unex-
pected stroke of fortune.
"Just around the second bend" she
cried. "Oh, BIZ, do you suppose
there's any more thereY"
Lead me to 1t with my trusty pan
and shovel, and we'll see," Bill smiled
Forthwith they set out. The over
hanging boulder was scant ten min
utes' walk up the creek.
Within five minutes his fingers
brought to light second lump, double
the size Of her find. Close upon that
he winnOwed a third. Hazel leaned
over him, breathless. At last he
reached bottom. The boulder thrust
out below in n natural shelf. From
this Bill carefully scraped the accumu-
lation of black sand and gravel, CLEAN
ing as a result of his labor bakers
dozen of assorted chunks one giant
that must have weighed three pounds.
He sat back on his launches, and
looked Mt his wife, speechless.
as that truly all gold, Bill?" she
whispered incredulously.
at certainly is-as good gold as ever
went into the mint" he assured. "All
laid in nice little nest on this shelf
of rock. That's real, honest pocket.
And well-lined one, If you ask me-"
"My goodness I" she murmured.
There might be wagonloads of 1t in
this creek"
"There might but II isn't likely"
Bill shook his head "This Is simon
pure pocket and 1t would keep a grad
uate mineralogist guessing to say how
1t got here, because it's a different
proposition from the wash gold In the
creek bed. It's rich placer ground,
at that-but this pockets almost I'M
believahle. Must be forty pounds Of
gold there. And you found it. You're
the original mascot, little person."
He bestowed bearlike hug upon
her.
"Now what?" she asked. at hardly
seems real to pick up several thou
sand dollars in half an hour or so like
this. What will we dO?"
"Do? Why, bless your dear soul"
he laughed. We'll just consider our
selves extra lucky, and keep right on
with the game till the high water
makes us quit"
Which was a contingency nearer at
hand than even Bill, with first-hand
knowledge of the North's vagaries in
the way CT flood, quite anticipated.
Three days after the finding of the
pocket the whole floor Of the creek
was awash. His rocker went down.
stream overnight When Bnl saw
that he rolled himself a cigarette, and,
putting one long arm across his wlfe's
shoulders, said whimsically:
"What d'you say we start homer"