Leon
Silver Member
... a large wooden grate. The type of crate used by soldiers during the civil war to store their ammunition. It had a small brass plate in the upper corner with the words "My Treasure" crudely stamped into it. They all started yelling, " We found it, we found it...", as they danced around like a group of young school kids who were just released from their last day of school. Aunt Martha, not one to beat around the bush and who was still a little hung over from the night before said, "Well, lets get it out of the hole so we can see what old Buford has left us. The two men cleared the remaining dirt from around the crate and proceeded to carry it back to the old shack. After finally reaching the shack Aunt Martha waisted no time in grabbing a shovel to pry the lid from the old crate. As the lid slowly opened they couldn't believe what their eyes were seeing. It was a treasure alright. It was (24) old Mason jars with some of old Bufords best made shine inside. Aunt Martha, with a disgusted look on her face, proceeded to grab one of jars and started drinking the contents. She looked at the other two and said, "You all might as well grab ya a jar. It looks like this little adventure isn't over yet..".