South Bend News-Times, Volume 37, Number 242, South Bend, St. Joseph County, 29 August 1920 — Page 19

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manv kin I.s of fools. v :;! rvrnl-'i'ly nlfa.1" fit. 1 1 1 1 i.:t;'. ;!.fy arf callo l upon to ri' ? I h'i'l ren evry kinI of foM except or. I hi-1 expended my ;atrl-r:-,:;y. pretmdeil rny matrimony, j'.ajil poker, lawn-tr nr.l. anl buck -(.t-phrtp ;art'fi s"t. with my rnonry in many wiy.i. Hut there remained nr.n role, of the wearer of tap and l ells that I hid not played. That 'as th S-eker after Hurled Trcasi r. To few rto'-i th delectable f-.iror com. But of all the would-be. foüoAfrs in the hoof-piir.ts of KinK MMa none hns found R pursuit po ri(:h in pleasurable promise. Hut. coins back from my theme a while as lame pens must do I was a fool of tho 2fr.tImT.tal sort. I raw May Martha Manrrum. and was hera. She wan eighteen, the color of the '.vr.it ivory keys cf a new piano. 1-cautiful. and ponessed by the exquliite solemnity and rathetlc witchcry of an unsophisticated angel doomed to live In a small, dull. Texas prairte-town. Fhe had a fnlrlt and charm that could have enabled her to pluck rubles like raspberries from the crown cf Hol slum or any other uporty kir.jrdom. but sho did not know It. and I lld not paint tho picture for her. You Reo. I wanted May Martha, Man sum for to fcavo and to hold. I wanted her to abld with mo, and put my mlppors and pipa away every day In places where they cannot be tound of evening. May Martha's father vraa a man hidden behind whlsktrs and spectacles, lie lived for bu9 and butterflies and all lnaecta thct Cy or crawl or buzz or gt down your back or In tho butter. He was an entomologist, or words to that effect. Ho Fpent h's lifo Beinin tho air for flying Ash of tho Juna bu? order, and eticklng Ilns In 'em and calling 'em names. He and May Martha were the whole family. II prized her highly j:h a line specimen of tho raclbU3 humanus because- ahe kiw that he had lood at times, and put his clothes on rlKht side before, and kept his alcohol bottles filled. Scientists, they iuy. aro apt to bo ab3mt-mlndcd. There was another besides myself who thought May Martha Manffum ono to bo desired. That was Goodloe Hanks, a young: man Just home from college. Ho had all tho attainments to be tound In booka Lctin, Greek, philosophy, and especially the higher branched of mathematics and 1 o ci r. If It hadn't been for his habit o , pourlnff out this Information ana learning on jvery ono that ho addressed. I'd have liked him pretty well. But, even as It was, ho and I were, you would have thought, great pals. v cot tnp-ether cverv time we could beeauso each of us wanted to ; pump tho other for -whatever atrawsi we, could una wruca way mo um blew from tho heart of May Martha Manrum rather a mixed metaphor; ( '.oo.iioa Hanks would nevor nae been guilty of that. That Is tho way of rivals. You mteht say that Ooodloe ran to books, manner, culture rowing: Intellect, and clothes. I would have fnd mora of bas eball and Friday-nlgrht debating: societies! by way of culture and maybo of a Kood horseback rider. Hut In our talks together, and In ; our Iiit3 and convcrration witn ;ua Martha, neither Goodloe Banks nor I could f.nd out which ono of us she preferred. May Martha was a nat- .. - i -i.m TiftnunTrmtttal. and knew in'i.er cradle how to keep people j gue?sln. As I said, old man Manpin was J absent-minded. Alter a ion umc he found out one day a little but,,a Vin-A tr.M him that two younr ruen were trying to throw at net over the head oi me youn& ppon. a daughter, or some such technical arPndage, who looked after his comforts. I never knew scientists could rise to such occasions. Old Mangum ! orally laoeiica nnu ria3...cu uwiud and myself easily amonx the lowest order of the vertebrates; and in English, too. without poinsr any further into Jatln thin the simple references to Ortjctorix. Rex llelvetli which is as far as I ever went, myself. And he told us that If he ever caught us around his house again he would add us to his collection. Goodloe Hanks and I remained away five days, erspectinf? the storm to subside. When wo dared to call .it tho house acrain May Martha Manpum and her father were gone. Gone! The house they had rented was closed. Their little store of t,oods and chattels was gone also. And not a word of farewell to - . - f iv '.f irtha not a white. fUitterir.p note pinned to the hawthorn misn; not a cnais-in.uK the gate-post nor a postcard in the postottce to pivo us a clew. For two months C'-oodloe Binks an( j separately tried every Fc'hemA we could think of to track shin and influence with the ticket the runaways. We used our frienduKvnt. with livery stable men. railroad conductor, and our one lone, lorn constable, but witout results. Then we became letter friend and . nomi than ever. "We fore-v.t-.i in tho back room of hny- ---- -- der saloon every afternoon after work, and played dominoes, and laid conversational traps to find out from , tv.r it .invthlnc had been discovered. That is the way of rivals. , Now. Goodloo Banks had a sar- j castle 'way of displaying his own j learning and putting mo m tne c.ass that was reading "Boor Jane Bay. her bird dead. sh cannot play." n-tt T mthrr like! Goodloo. and I had a contempt for his college learnlr and I was always regarded asj Koo'd-natu red. so I kept my temper, j And I was trying t0 nut lf he I knew anything about May Martha, so j I endured hi society. j In talking things over one afternoon he said to me: J "Suppose you do f.nd her, Bd. ; whereb - would, you prof.t? Miss : Manpum hns a mind. Perhaps It 1 yet uncultured, but she is destined , for hlRher thir.es than ou could ptvo ' rf r I have talked with r.o one who f.-emed to appreciate- more the en-! chantment of the ancient poets and ; writers and the modern cults tht have assimilated and expended their. Philo-ophy of life. Don't you think j ;ou are wasting your time looking ! for her?" m ; -My idea." said I. "of a haprv : vome is an c!ght-ro.-m houe in a pVovo of live-oaks by the si.!e cf a rharro on a Texas Bratrle. A piano." j I went on. "with an automatic player i la the sittlnc-rcom. three thousand ; head of rattle under fence for a I sTirter. a buckboard and ponies al- j vv- V.fched t a p? f-r 'the'

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she p;r,i.". and to abide with m. and put my slippers and pipe away every day in places where they cannot be found rf evening. That." said I, 'is what U to be; and a fig a dried. Fmyrna. Da ro-stand f.r for your curriculums, cu'.t5.. and philosophy." "She is meant for higher things." repeated Goodloe Banks. "Whatever sho Is meant for," I answered. "Just now he is out of pocket. And I shall find her aa soon as I can without the ail of the colleges." "The game Is blocked." said Goodloe, putting down a domino; and we had the beer. Shortly after that a young farmer whom I knew came into town and brought me .a folded paper. He raid his grandfather had Just died. I concealed a tear, and ho went on to fay that tho old man had Jealously guarded this paper for twenty years. He left it to his family as part of his cjtate. the rest of which consisted of two mules and a hypotenuse of nonarable land. The sheet of paper was of the old, bluo kind used during the rebellion of tho nboUtionlsts against the seefsrJonlst. It was dated June 14, 1SC3, and It described the hiding-place of ten burro-loads of gold and silver coin valued at three hundred thousand dollars. Old Hundle grandfather of his grandson, Sam was given the Information by a Spanish priest who wa in on the treasureburying, and who died many years before no. afterward In old Itundle's house. Old Itundie wroto it down from dictation. "Why didn't your father look this up?" I asked young Rundlo. "Ho went blind beXore he could do so." he replied. "Why didn't you hunt for It yourself?" I asked. "Well." said he. "I've only known about tho paper for ten years. First there was the sprinp plouphin' to do. and then choppln' the weeds out of the corn; and then come takin fodder; and mighty soon winter waa on us. It Fcemed to run alons that way year after year." That sounded perfectly reasonable

to me, so I took up with young Lee Bundle at once. The directions on the paper were simple. The whole burro cavalcade laden with the treasure started from an old Spanish mission in Dolores county. They travelled due south by the compass until they reached the Alamito river. They forded this, and buried the treasure on the top of a little mountain shaped like a packsaddle standing In a row between two hierher ones. A heap of stones marked the place of the burled treasure. All the party except the Spanish priest were killed by Indians a few days later. The secret was a monopoly. It looked good to me. Lee Bundle susreested that we rig out a camping outfit, hir- a surveyor to run out the line from the Spanish mission, and then spend the three hundred thousand dollars seeinpr the fisrhts in Fort Worth. Hut, without beintr highly educated. I knew a way to save time and expense. We went to the state land office and had a practical, what they call a "working." sketch made of all tho surveys of land from the old mission to the Alamito river. On this map I drtw a line due southward to the river. The length of lines of eachl survey and section of land was accurately given on the sketch. I3y these we found the point on the river and had a "connection" mado with it and an important, well-idcntirlcd corner of the Los Anlmos five-league survey a grant made by King Philip of Spain. By dolnp this we did not need to havo the lino run out by a surveyor. It was a great saving of expense and time. So. Lee Bundle and I fitted out a two-horse wason team with all the accessories, and drove a hundred and forty-mr.e miles to Chico. the nearest town to the point we wished to reach. There we picked up a deputy county surveyor. He found the corner of the Los Animos survey for us, ran out the five thousand seven hundred and twenty varas west that our sketch called for. laid a stone on the spot, had coffee and bacon, and eaught the mail stage back to Ch'.co. I was pretty sure wo would get :hat three hundred thousand dollars. Lee Rundle's was to be only onethird, because I was paying all the expenses. With that two hundred thousand dollars I knew I could find May Martha Mapnum If sho was on earth. And with It I could nutter the butterflies in old man Mangum's dovecote, too. If I could find that treasure! But Lee and I established camp. Across the river were a dozen little mountains densely covered by cedarbrakes, but not one shaped like a i.t .- dd !e Th.it Hlrl rrt Anfrr- 11 . - - - - - - - . ...

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In the eye of the beholder. I rind the grnndcon of the treasure examined thoe cedar-covered hills with the care of a lady hunting for the wicked fta. W explored every side, top, circumference, mean elevation, angle, slope, and concavity of the river. We sp nt four days dolns so. Then we hitched up the roan every or.e for two miles up and town nnd the dun. and hauled the remains of the coffee and bacon the one hundred and forty-nine miles back to Concho City. Le Itundie chewed much tobacco on the return trip. I was busy driving, because I was in a hurry. As shortly as could be after our empty return, Goodloe Hanks and I foregathered in tho back room of Snyder's saloon to play dominoes and f5h for Information. I told Goodloe about my expedition after the buried li c.sure. "If I could have found that three hundred thousand dollars." I salrt to him. "I could have scoured and sifted tho surface of the earth to find May Martha MariKum." "She is meant for higher things," said Goodloe. "I shall lind her nyrrlf. Hut. tell me how you went about discovering the epot where thld unearthed increment was impruaent!y buried." I told him the smallest detail. I showed him tho draughtsman's sketch with tho distances marked plainly upon it. After Klancinp: over it in a masterly way, he leaned bac1.: in his chair and bestwoed upon me an explosion of sardonic, superior, collegiate laughter. "Well, you are a fool. Jim." ho said, when he could speak. "It's your play." said I. patiently, finprerinK' my double six. "Twenty," said Goodloe, mäkln;; two crosses on the table with his chalk. "Why am I a fool?" I asked. "Hurled treasure has been found before in many places." "Because." said he. "in calculating the p int on the river wnore j our line would strike you neglected to allow for the variation. The variation there would be nine degrees west. Let me have your pencil." Goodloe Banks figured rapidly on the back of an envelope. "Tho distance, trom north to south, of tho line run from the Spanish mission." said he, is "exactly twentytwo miles. It was run by a pocketcompass, according to your story. Allowins for the variation, the point on the Alamito river where you should have searched for your treasure is exactly six miles and nine hundred and forty-live varas farther west than the place you hit upon. Oh,

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J The next morning was a bright June one. We were up early and i bad breakfast. Goodloe was charmed. He recited Keats, I think it was. and Kelly or Shelley while I broiled the bacon. We were I getting ready to cross the river, j which was little more than a shallow creek there, and explore the many Lharp-peaked. cedar-covered hüls on th other side. "My good Ulyisei." aald Goodloe. slapping me cm the sboulder while I v as washing the tin breakfast plates, let too the en'hantel document or.ee more. I believe it gives direction for climbing the hl'l shaped like a pack-saddle. I never saw a packsaddle. What Is It like, Jim?" "Score ono against culture." said I. "I'll know it when I ace it." Goodloo was looking at old Rundie's document when he ripped out a most uncollegiate swear-word. "Come here," ho said, holding the paper up against tho euntlght. "Look at that," ho cald, laying his finger against It. On the blue paper a thing1 I had j never noticed before I saw stand out In white letters the word and ng-ures: "Malvern. 189S." ! "What about it?" I asked. "It's the water-mark." raid Goodloe. "The paper was manufactured in 185S. Tho writing on the paper is dated 1863. This is a palpable fraud." "Oh. I don't know," said I. "The Bundles are pretty reliable, plain, uneducated country people. Maybe the paper manufacturers tried to perpetrate a awindle." And then Goodloe Banks went as wild as his education permitted. He dropped the glasses off his nose and glared at me." "I've often told you you were a fool," he said. "You have let yourself be Imposed upon by a clodhopper. And you have imposed upon me." "How," I asked, "have I imposed upon you?" "By your ignorance,' said he. "Tw Ico I have discovered serious flaws in your plans that a commonschool education should have enabl?l you to avoid. And," he conwhat a fool you are, Jim!" "What Is this variation that you speak of " I asked. I thought figures never lied." "The variation of tho magnetic compass," said Goodloe, "from the true meridian." He smiled in his superior way; and then I saw come out in his face the singular, eager, consuming cupidity of the seeker after burled treasure. "Sometimes," he said with the air of the oracle, "these old traditions of hidden money are not without founn

dation. Suppose you let me look over that paper describing tho location, perhaps together we might " The result was that Goodloe Banks and I, rivals in love, became companions in adventure. We went to Chico by stage from Hunterfburg, the nearest railroad town. In Chico we hired a team drawing a covered spring wagon and camping paraphernalia. We had the eame surveyor run out our distance, as revised by Goodloe and his variation, and then dismissed him and sent him on his homeward road. It was night when we arrived. I fed the horses and made a Are near the tank of the river and cooked supper. Goodloe would have helped, but his education had not fitted him for practical things. But while I worked he cheered me with the expression of great thoughts handed down from the dead ones cf old. He quoted feme translations from the Greek at much length. ' "Ar.acreon," he explained. "That was a favorite passage with Miss Mar.pum as I recited it." "She is meant for higher things,said I. repeating his phraso. "Can there be anything higher." asked Goodloe. "than to dwell in the society of the classics, to live in the atmosphere of learning and culture?

iou nave often decried education. What of your wasted efforts through ' your lgmorance of Pimple mathematics? How soon would you have found your treasure if my knowledge had not shown you your error?" "We'll take a look at those hills across the river firEt," tald I, "and seo what we And. I am still doubtful about variations. I have been brought up to believe that the needle is true to the pole.

tinued. "I have besn put to expense that I could ill afford in pursuing this swindling quest. I am dane with it." I rose and pointed a large pewter spocn at him. fresh from the dishwater. "Goodloe Banka." I said. "I care not one parboiled navy bean for your education. I always barely tolerated it in anyone, and I desplfed it in you. What has your learning done for you? It is a curso to yourself and a bore to your friends. Away." I sa!d "away with your water-marks and variations. They are nothing to me. They shall not deflect mo from the quest." I pointed with my spoon across the river to a email mountain ehaped like a pack-siddle. "I am going to search that mountain." I went on. "for the treasure. Decide now whether you are In It or not. If you wish to let a watermark or a variation shake your soul, you are no true adventurer. Decide." A white cloud of dust began to rise far down the river read. It was the mail-wairon from Hesperus to Chico. Goodloe f.agged it. "I am done with the swindle," said he. sourly. "No one but a fool would pay any attention to that paper now. Tell, you always were a fool. Jim. I leave you to your fate."

He gathered his personal traps. J climbed Into tho mall-wagon, ad Justed his glasses nervously, and flew I awav in a cloud of dust. After I had washed the dishes and 6taked the horses on new prrass, I crossed the shallow river and made my way slov.iy through the cedarbrakes tip to the top of the hill shaped like a pack-saddle. It was a wonderful June day. lVaen UcUrr S

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Never in my lifo had I een so many birds, so many bultrr.llrs. draconflics. prasfhoppers. and rich wlr.cec! and stlr.ged Leasts of tho air and fields. I investigated tho hill shaped like a pack-saddle from bose to summit. I found an absolute alFence of sirns relating to buried treasure. There was r.o pile of stones, no ancient Maxes on the tres, none of the evidences of tho three hundred thousand dollars, cs set forth in the document of old man Bundle. I came down tho hill In the cool of the afternoon. 8ud3en!y, out of the ceJnr-brako I stepped Into a beautiful creen valley where a tributary small stream ran into the Alamito river.

And thero I was startled to see wnat 1 took to be a i.d man. with unkempt beard and raerced hair, purruim? a glunt butterfly vllh brilliant wings. 'Terhaps he is an escaped madman," I thought; and wondered how he had strayed ro far from scats of education and learning. And then I took a few more steps and saw a vino-covered cottage near the small stream. And in .1 little grnEsy glade I saw May Martha Mangum plucklnp wild She straiKhtcned up nnd looked at me. For tho first time slr.co I knew her I paw her face which was the color of the white Keys of a new piano turn pink. I walked toward her without a word. Sho let the gathered flowers trickle slowly from her hand to the pras. "I know you would come, Jim," sho Faid clearly. "Father wouldn't let me write, but I knew you Mould it's Oak, It's Oa2 days-

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come." "What f:.lowed. you may gu father wr.p my aQn and tram Jj: acrors th river. I've often wondered what cool t-.-m ;ch elucatlon i to a man If h ran't uro it for hlrr.:f. If all th" ler.ef.ts rf It are to ro to ethers, whe dors It corr.e in? For May Manha Mangum aride with me. There is an e;ht-rrorr hous In a live-oak grove, end a p!ar.o with an automatic pliyr. and a fcot'd rirt toward th threo thousand head of cattle I undr fer.c. And whn I ride horn at nisrht my plpo and sliprers are put away in places where th?y rannrt ro found. But who cares for that? Who enrcs who cares?

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