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“The beginnin’ of it all happened nigh
on to twenty years ago,” he resumed in
response to our request for the story,
“one time when I’d been out prospectin’
’round about San Felippe, and was on
my way for more grub and powder and a.
new outfit of tools. It was a sizzlin’ hot
September afternoon, and I was takin’ it
kind of easy havin’ nothin’ much to hur-
ry me, and was joggin’ along on my
mule just fast enough to keep my pack
burro moviu’ ahead of me.
"I was gazin’ up in the air, shadin’ my
eyes as best I could, to find how much
the sun had dropped since I’d looked
last, when I see, ’way up above the trail,
half a mile ahead, what at first sight—
with my eyes bein’ dazzled—I took for a
little floatin’ cloud. Then, next minute
when I. see it sailin’ ’round in a circle.
and each time it made a round droppin’
a. little lower, I knew it wa’n’t no cloud,
but a bird, just one of them big Califor—
nia vultures. 9 feet from tip to tip of his
wings if he was an inch.
“All towns the pack burro pricked
her ears out forward, snorted and crowd-
ed ’round back on the trail, and my
mule got to tremblin’ and come to a dead
stop. I hollered to the jenny and headed
her 01f, as she was stampedin’ back the
way we’d come, and when I’d got her
cornered in among some rocks, I hitched
her and the mule short up to a bowlder
and walked back to see what had scared
’em.
“I didn’t wonder they was rattled
when I seen what it was. There, lying
sprawled out on his back across the
trail, shot through the head, was a man
with his face turned up to the sun.
“I see just in a minute who the man
was lyin’ there, he havln’ been pretty
well known in them parts, and havin’ a
scarred, scowlin’. kind of face, which you
didn’t have to see more’n once to recol-
lect it. ,
Him and his brother’d lived for the past
five years up in among the pincn timber,
'way back on the upper slope of the same
range of hills, alongside of which I was
travelin’, and there wa’n’t but few men
between the Colorado and White Water
as could speak of ’em even without getw
tin’ mad clean through, though they
didn't care much to meddle with ’em
really, bein’ mostly just good, long dis-
tance talkers. Ouc brother’d becn killed
the spring before, while act/in: sort of
fresh at an Indian fiesta, and now here
was the other laid out, too.
“There’d been somethin’ of a mystery
about them two brothers, but more ’spe-
cially about the four or five men who’d
gone up diil‘crent times near l. heir cabin,
and nevvr’d been afterward anyways
heard lrom. Then, tl‘i), they’d been
Considerable conjecturln’ as to them
brothers bein’ the ones what had got
clean off with a good many express
boxes and mail sacks from the desert
stage line, and if they was. as to what
they‘d eVer done with the coin and bul~
lion they must have collected. They
never was known to spend nothln’ and
so it was generally allowad they must
have it all on hand cached somewliercs.
“Havin’ all these ideas runnin’ through
my head. and bein’ though you rnightn’t
think it, naturally curious minded and
willin’ to take no’end of trouble to find
out about things, no matter how triflin’,
which I didn’t know and took interest in,
as I stood thrre with the shadow of the
vulture movin’ likea little cloud over
the sand—he not seemin’ half so much
scared at me bein’ there as I’d been ex-
pectin’ and sort of wished he had—~I got
to pouderin’ and plannin’.
“ \Vhy not,’ says I to myself, ‘go on up
to the cabin among the pinons and exam-
ine into things up there, now there’s no-
body to hinder?”
“Havin’ concluded I’d make the trip, I
didn’t waste no time in startin’, and, by
hustling along pretty lively I managed
to round up at the cabin a little after
sundown. It seemed a gloomy kind of
place to stop at, looking a long ways dis-
maler than the bare, hot sand and rocks
of the desert down below. Nothin’ all
around but a low, scatterin’ growth of
scrubby pinons, just thick enough to
shut out the view any way you’d look.
There was a low, two roomed cabin, with
the mud all droppin’ out of the chinks
and the bark peelin’ off thelogs; a brush
shed for stocl. and a little shake granary,
with a warped door hanging askew on
one leather lungs.
“Havin unsaddled and taken off the
pack and turned the animals loose to
pick up what food they could, I didn’t
wait to get supper, but started right in
inspectln’ the premises. There was a
room in each end of the cabin, with an
open space between ’em, just covered in
from the weather by the roof, and some
shakes nailed up across the north side
to keep out the worst of the wind. Here
the only furnishin’,was a three legged
stool, an old saddletree and a stirrup
leather hung up on pegs, a broken piece
of lookin’glass and a. ragged, moth eaten
coyote skin tacked on the wall.
“I was .gcttin’ discouraged and tired
and hungry, and was just leavin’ to start
up a fire and get supper when I lowered
my candle to look under the bunks, as a
sort of finishin’ up fr" the night of my
examination, and 3e, under one of
’em, I Site a big board box, painted red
and bound wnh rusty hoop iron. Then I
forgot all a. .w eatin’, and my curiosity
got to \Vul'iul .t away. I set the can
die down u door, and, after consid-
erable tugg. ', 7:! the box slid out to
where I con. .. at it. The lock was
gone all but out: nasp and the lid was
only fastened down with a hair rope
lashin’. I unliitched that in just no time
at all an’ took 03 the top of the box, beln’
all of a tremble with excitement.
"At first sight of the contents I was
considerable disappointed. Aside from
some rusty iron junk in the bottom of
the box there was just a lot of old flannel
shirts and a faded canvas coat wrapped
round a five pound baking powder can.
Inside the can there was a piece of ran-
cheria tanned buckskin, done up in a
roll. I was puttin’ this back again, feel—
in’ discouraged all through, when I see
there was some blurry lines and letters
drawn on it in ink, and I unrolled it near
the candle to have a better look. It was
meant for a map plain enough, but of
what, first along, I could u’t make out.
“I quit looking out lor anything else
that night, and after I’d got supper put
in my time puzzlin’ away at the meanin’
of the map and went to sleep still puz-
zlin’.
‘.‘In the mornin’ first thing I started in
a. sin, and then, in a flash, the whole
thing come to me. Everything seemed
on plain I just wondered then I hadn’t
s :n it all at first sight. "I" was Torros
S ation and 'W W’ White Water, and
the crooked shaded line was the hills bor-
dering on the desert, between the two
places. I’d. known the whole country
tlvereabouts for years and recogniized
every little bond and corner in the hills
where they’d tried to set ’em out on the
map. Then I see the little red cross was
just meant to locate the rock, with the
arrow and’ the figures marked on it. N ow
I was on the right trail it didn’t take me
long to work it all out. I seen the whole
scheme and the idea. of the map and the
blood just rushed to my head as I took
it all in. Under that there rcck was the
coin and the bullion which folks had been
conjecturin’ about; ‘9’ meant nine feet
out from the arrow pointed down, and
‘3’ meant three feet deep in the ground.
That was where the plunder was. -
“Well, as you can easy understand, I
didn’t waste much time once I’d struck
this lead in startin’ in to realize, and I
went stumbling down that trail from
the cabin at a gait which astonished the
mule and worried the jenny considera-
ble.
locatin’ it on the ground I soon see was
two very different things. I’d worked on
the first proposition all right enough.
but when I’d tackled the second I found
I had a bigger contract on my hands than
I’d been calculating on. I hadn’t no
trouble in hittin’ on the rincon, marked
by the red ink cross, but there was ledges
and rocky bluffs for miles each way, and
though I put in a week huntin’ for that
big rock with the sign of the arrow, I
wasn’t any wiser when I quit than when
I started in, and at last I give up beat
and went in of)? the desert for the winter. ‘
“Now, though I’d give up, it was only
for the time bein’, and I still kept the
map with me wherever I went, meanin’
some day to go back; but one thing after
another kept comin’ up to binder, and it
was nigh onto three years before ever I
set foot in that rincon again.
“My next trip there come about this
way. Early one May afternoon I got in-
to the \Vhite Water station and found a
fat man, with a long, curly beard and a
sociable sort of way with him, monkeyin’
with some little rolled up papers just
outside the brush porch in front. He
said they were photographs he was dryin'
ofi“, he bein’ a professional, hired—so he
claimed—by some concern to make pict—
ures of anything remarkable he run
against down in that country. He wa’n’t
no ways particular what he photograph-
ed—so it looked to mc—for he made a
point of takin’ a picture of me and my
mule and the burro quick we’d got in,
and that led up to our gettin’ tolerable
friendly right away.
“He begun spreadin’ out his pictures,
and I stood by talkin’ and lookin’ ’em
over kind of careless like, till he give me
one of a big palm tree, growin’ just in
front of a steep, rocky bluff. Then I
stopped short in the middle of what I
was snyin’, and for a minute couldn’t
speak, I was so dumb foundcd, for on that
rock in the, picture, standin’ out plain
among the clevage lines, was the
figure of an arrow pointing to the
ground.
“I give a grasp, and the photographer
looked up surprised, inquirin’ what the
matter was. W'hen I asked him he de—
scribed tlic place where he took the pict-
ure the best way he could, and before
ever he’d got half through I see plain
enough he was speakin’ of the rincon
marked by the little red ink cross on the
map. I must have been by that same
ledge at least half a dozen times without
ever soeiu’ the arrow bein’ as it was all
mixed up with the weather cracks and
criss cross lines on the rocks. I pointed
outan arrow, which he’d no notion of
bein’ there till I showed it to Him, and
then he seemed pretty near as much sur—
prised as l was, and asked no end of
questions about whatl knew bearin’ on
the subject.
“Bein’ sort of unstrung with excite-
ment, and he seemin’ terrible friendly
and interested, and the sort of man gen-
erally you could tie to and trust in, and
me bein’ naturally, perhaps, over con-
fidin’, I started right in and give him the
whole business, windin’ up by showln’
him the map. Finally it came to this:
He agreed to take me ’round to the rocks
in the mornin’ early in a light pole buck-
board he was travelin’ about the country
in—it bein’ a trip of only ten or twelve
miles from where he was talkin’——and
we was to divide even up what we found
there, we both of us allowin’ there’d
ought to be, from all accounts, moro’n
enough for two.
“I was up before‘daylight—the moon
just goln’ down—potterln’ ’rouud to get
things ready for an early start, and was
some surprised not to find the photo—
grapher’s sorrel team tied up alongside
my mule when I went into the stable
shed to feed him, where I’d seen ’em
night before. Then I noticed, with a sort
of misgivin’, that there wa’nt no sign of
the buckboard, which I’d last seen stand-
in’ out in front. Pretty quick the hustler
come out, rubbin’ his eyes and pickin’ our.
straws from his hair, and when I asked
about the sorrels and the buckboard, he
said the photo-grapher’d hitched up and
pulled out night before, just after I’d
turned in.
“Well, of course, I seen then right- away
how it was. That fat, Sllclallelf, photo-
graphin’ scut had just gone oif on the
quiet to rake in the plunder for himself,
not wantin’ no dividiu’ wnen he’d struck
a good thing.
“Naturally I saddled up right away and
went off on a lope, liopin’ to strike the
rincon before he’ got away, and try ’u’
make his stay there interesting for him ;
but he had too much the start. and when
at last I saw the rock with the palm tree
in front, there was the mark of the arrow
plain enough, and I knew where to look,
there Was nothlu’ else left of what I’d
been plannin’ and dreainin’ about all
them years but a new hole in the ground,
two stove in express boxes and adull col-
ored twenty iyin’ on the new dug diiL,
where he’d dropped and overlooked it in
his hurry to make his clear up and get
Well away.
“I was so sort of worked up and death-
ly disappointed, and mad all through,
that when a little dickey bird roostin’ on
some brush ,near the palm commenced
warblin’ like he was celebratin’ my being
done up that way—”
“Doubtless Melospiza Fasciata Fallax.
19. Lehman. 35 cents,” interposed the
Naturalist. .'
“Like enough,” continued Calkins.
"Wail, his wax-blin’ rllad me that much
that before I’d thought—havin’ nothin’
else handy—I’d hove the twenty'at him,
and couldn’t find it afterward. .
“I made inquiries for that insinustln’
photo-graphcr, longin’ to see him again.
it only just once, but I never learned
nothing’ about him or the treasure.
”that’s my story, gen’lemen,” con-
cluded Calkins, rising. “ It’s getting
late, and I reckon I’ll turn in.”--San
Francisco Argonaut. .
The Second Blow.
Counsel—Well, after the prisoner gave
you a blow, what happened I
Prosecutor—He gave me a. third one.
Counsel—You mean a second one.
Prosecutor—No, sir, I landed him the
second one! >
But findin’ treasury on a map and ,_
BLACKMAIL As A HERITAGE.
The Cornerstone of Police Blackmail in
New York Laid in Peter Stuyvesant’s 081.] ' '
" In Stuyvesant’s time many abuses of
power and assessment were grafted 13,13,035,
the eternal customs of the town. Shorts?
ly after his arrival he observed that“‘one.
full fourth part of the city of New Am-
sterdam have become houses-for the sale
of ardent spirits, of tobacco and been”
on some of the business'streets this pro-
portion still holds good. He inaugurated
Sunday closing, with the result, perpet-
uated to our time, of sidedoor opening.
Fines were-established for this, that and
the other infraction of regulations which
afforded the constables a legal basis for
making \reprisals. In 1658 eight men
were constituted the rattle watch and.
were authorized to take “lock up” money
and fees, which sums were to be brought
into the house of the captain of the‘
watch and held for the benefit of the
members, a “divvy,” as it is now called,
occurring four times a year.
Thus extortion was put, as it were,
upon a basis of police discretion and
right; but there was a rule against set‘
ting up a social club on the proceeds. So
the habit of police collections, contracted
as a pleasurable duty, has been handed
down as a vast and secret perquisito of
the guardians of the public peace; and it
must not be overlooked that from those
days to these the police of the city have
been in the personnel a continuing body.
It was as necessary then as now to ad-
monish the police not to use violence up-
on peaceful burghers.
“Burgher right,” after the Dutch cus-
tom,was granted by Stuyvesant to please
the citizens, and prevailed as a trading
and electoral qualification of “freeman”
into our own century. Stuyvesant fixed
the fee of “great burghers,” from whom
municipal officers were chosen, at fifty
florins; and of “small burghers,” quali‘
fled to pursue a trade or to keep shop, at
twenty-five florins. Partly from this
acorn has grown the Tammany oak of as-
sessments and reprisals on merchants.
Followers of shady callings in the early
days were the spoil of the autocratic
authorities, just as they have been today
of equally irresponsible blackmailers.
Some of the earliest settlers were free-
booters from the Spanish main. Smug«
gling was as common as Indian cheating,
and Stuyvesant and other governors,
English as well as Dutch, were openly
charged with sharing in the profits of
illicit trade. Subsequent to the Dutch
governors piracy found in Manhattan its
chief emporium. Even reputable mer-
chants devised moral and legal quibbles
for engaging in sea poaching, usually
under the cover of so-called privateering.
The great William Kidd was peculiarlya
Manhattan product. Gov. Fletcher in
1696 admitted that he had exchanged
“presents” with the notorious pirate
Thomas Tew, but explained that his
chief desire in seeking his “amusing cou-
versation” was “to reclaim him from a
vile habit of swearing”—which parallels
the Tammany theory that a proper way
to reclaim malefactors is to appoint them
to public office. In 1698 the Earl of Bello-
mcnt, who had succeeded Fletcher as
governor, complained to the English
lords of trade that he had endeavored to
place four merchantmen, about to clear
for Madagascar, under bonds not to sup-
ply pirates at that notorious trysting
place with supplies, and bring their booty
to Manhattan; "but the council, some of
them being‘ concerned in these ships,” he
writes, “unanimously opposed this
method, as not prescribed by law, and
because it was never practiced here be-
fore, so I was forced to discharge the said
ships.”-Century.
Realism in the Witness Box.
When Searcy resumed the stand, look-
ing fresh and chipper, Mr. White handed
him a 44 calibre Colt’s revolver, and ask-
ed him if he knew it. He said he did;
that it was Charlie Morgan’s pistol; that
he used it at the Aquia Creek train rob-
bery. Then Searcv turned it over to
Lawyer Shay for cross examination. Mr.
Shay’s examination was exhaustive, and
traced the whole course of Searcy’s life.
Searcy’s replies were torso and pointed.
After telling of his travels in this coun-
try, Central and South America, Searcy
got to the time of the train robbery.
His story diflered only in minor de-
tails from what had already been nar-
rated by the other witnesses until he
came to describe the manner in which
their masks were put on,when Mr. Shay
dramatically whipped out of his pocket 3.
large red bandana handkerchief and ask-
ed Searcy to put it on in the manner the
masks were worn.
“Are the holes cut?” asked Searcy.
“No,” replied Attorney Shay.
“Please cut them,” said Searcy.
“I am not posted in the business,” said
Shay; “you cut them.”
Some one produced a pair of shears and
Scarcy cut holes in the handkerchief,
which he then put on in the manner in
which he said they were worn on the
night of the robbery. Then Morgan’s hat
was produced and Searcy was requested
to put that on, and there he stood, the ob-
served of all observers, an ideal train
robber.—St. Louis ,Globe Democrat.
A Gray Rabbit‘s Nest.
Just as small boats always keep near
shore, the short legged rabbit is never
found for from s. hiding place of some
sort. Nature gave the gray rabbit a coat
with a color that is a very great protec-
tion to him; and when he furls his ears
and lies close to the ground, one can
sometimes actually step over him with-
out seeing that he is there. The ways of
this little creature have surprised me
many times; but he never actually para.-
lyzed me with astonishment until one
fine spring day when the mowers in the
Smithsonian grounds were cutting the
grass on the lawn, not over a hundred
feet from the National Museum building.
And there, on a bit of ground utterly
without shrubs, bushes, or even flowers.
covered with nothing but lawn grass, at
that time only four inches in height,
with a. busy roadway and walk circling
round on three sides, with the office of
the curator of mammals in easy stone’s
throw on the other, a shop full of deadly
taxidermists and osteologists looming up
on the east, and dogs and bad boys liter-
ally swarming all about—there, on that
naked lawn. was the nest of a gray rab-
bit, containing four young ones already
so large that they filled the nest as full
as it would hsldl—St. N icholss.
The Procession.
"Yes,” remarked Mrs. Malsprop, “it
was a great sight. First came the king,
carrying a skeptic in his hand and wear-
ingabeautiful red mantle all trimmed
with vermin. It was a. grand sight.”—
Truth.
Delightful Appropriateness.
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