Show BURIED TREASURE X by MOLLY X OX david gordon was digging a holo hole in an the earth in which to sink the fourth upright of his rustic arbor when his spade ebado lilt and exposed to view it a battered old tin box david was projected back in his memory to tho the days day of playing and of c burled buried treasure the bold buccaneer vrho ho had hid this jD particular box had been a female captain kidd A sadly doll dell a string of blue grass beads and a tiny leather purse were the contents of 0 the concealed receptacle in time he ha managed to decipher a name and a date barbara arbara 13 folsom 1900 august no ho put auldia the box bos and proceeded with his digging the name barbara lingered in his mind however and lu in some vague way it seemed to suggest something Vi familiar millar to him it evert even seemed as it if he had bad seen the name barbara folsom la in print but he could not when or where here it I 1 looks as I 1 if romance were not entirely extinct he ha laughed id liko to find that girl vaid send her the box for a birthday girt this seemed so utterly absurd tl that bat tio he laughed still more decidedly for aught he know barbara igisom formerly a pirate might now be doing missionary service in south africa or the tar far east surely not heaven forbid not a girl who had once been a pirate and burled buried a castoff cast off doll and a string ot of blue beads and it seems to mo me that it la Is only recently and in somo magazine or other that I 1 have seen that name he reflected when ho be had finished setting tho the uprights lie went in to dinner still bearing with him the not to be silenced name of barbara barbar s folsom bolsom who was she he found his answer sooner than ha be expected it was the very namo name itself under the title of the very first piece of magazine fiction which m net e t ill his a eye after all only a well known woman lie be sighed regretfully tor for david did not take kindly to literary women still for somo some reason ho he could hardly fathom he was prompted to write rite to the magazine ocllo and ask barbara folsom for her address and the privilege of calling on her barbara folsom not only replied by nail but intimated graciously that she should bo ga glad ad to see him at her home on the lie following afternoon incidentally cl ci sho she confessed that she was mrs john fraser in private life still ho he felt no slight degree of uncertainty ar ac to tle the aladora Alz dora of lits ha procedure as he be stood before phaen trance of a modest apartment leouie aliouse in the washington square neighborhood lie he carried a bag in which was was the vi pirates rates treasure and lie wondered what rae mories it V would inspire in tho the kind of the one ona to thon it had belonged so many years ago lie hid bid quite resigned himself to the existence ot of a barbara junior who A would probably regard the battered doll with scornful disdain david was ushered into a cozy littie litti ti room by mrs fraser Ii herself she proved to bo be a delightful little matron but he could not find in her tho the faintest resemblance to his conception ot 04 what nhat the child pirate va ol of long ions ro should shoud be like barbara folson folsom is only a pen pea name she explained after she ehe had heard his story 1 I borrow the names of riby my friends to lend dignity to my work then I 1 have not found my pirate after all ho he sighed rather tres sedly ilo 10 lo she ghe comes laughed the little matron rising and taking into her motherly arms a young woman who had entered just in time to hear davids wistful observation this Is barbara folsom falsom I 1 use her name oftener than any other nowadays because I 1 love her best of all barbara this is ar clr david gordon of whom 1 I told you and almost before he had time to recover his self possession a charming young woman with merry eyes and ix a most nos t un piratical expression held out her hand la in friendly greeting and now I 1 will see about some tea bustled sirs fraser leaving them to together tether barbara was wag immensely interested in the recovered treasure sho welcomed the sorry looking doll as it if she were a long iong lost relative and her bright eyes moistened at sight of the little purse and its cabalistic clips blips ot of paper she hugged the string of 0 beads to her heart and then clasped it about her slender it so you live in our old homestead she said eaid and I 1 suppose you have a crew of 0 little pirates who are hiding their treasure as I 1 did so long ago 1 I am not a married man he answered simply but I 1 do live in your old homo home she sighed rather wistfully david thought this la Is all most romantic chir duped mrs fraser returning with a tea cart bearing the fragrant oolong and cakes 1 I have just had an inspiration for a now story the heroine la is to be a youthful captain kidd in petticoats and she elie Is to be captured by the man who finds her buried treasure that perfectly great it certainly la Is agreed david soberly copyright 1915 by tho mcclura pcr syndicate |