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The Aldens headed back to their dormitory, still talking about the footprint.
The Aldens’ suite1 was empty, but the children heard voices from next door. They knocked on the Dixons’ suite and found Grandfather and Joel sitting in the living room, drinking coffee and chatting.
“Come join us,” Grandfather said.
“Have a doughnut,” Joel offered, motioning to the box on the small kitchen table.
“Thanks,” said Jessie as she and the others each took a powdery sugar doughnut.
The two men went back to their conversation as the children sat down at the kitchen table and ate.
“Look, here’s Don’s old book about Goldwin,” Violet said, spotting the book with the cracked leather cover lying on the kitchen counter.
“I bet it has some neat old pictures,” said Jessie. “Joel, is it okay if we look at Don’s book?”
“Sure,” Joel replied.
As Benny reached for the book, Jessie quickly added, “First we need to wash our hands.”
The children washed the powdered sugar off their fingers and dried their hands carefully. Then Violet picked up the book and put it in the center of the table. Everyone gathered around as she turned the pages one by one.
“Look at this old picture of the campus,” said Henry, pointing to a brown-tinted photograph. “There are only a few buildings here.”
“And here’s one that shows them building the clock tower,” said Benny.
“Wow,” said Jessie. “It says underneath2 that from the top of the tower you can see all the way to Buttermilk Falls. We’ll have to look for that next time we’re up there.”
“Hey, look, there’s a chapter called ‘The Secrets of Goldwin University,’ ” said Henry.
“Secrets?” said Benny. “What secrets?”
Henry began to read a little bit of the chapter. “It says there are many secret hidden places on campus. And there are rumors3 of a treasure buried here!”
“A treasure!” the others repeated.
“I’d like to see that,” said Benny.
Just then the door opened and Don came in. “Hello,” he called out.
“Have a nice walk?” Joel asked him.
“Sure did,” said Don. “I walked by the river, all the way up to the waterfalls and back.”
“We were just having some coffee and doughnuts,” said Mr. Alden. “Come join us.”
“Don’t mind if I do,” said Don, going into the kitchen area to get himself some coffee. “What have you kids been up to?”
“Not much,” said Jessie. “We were just looking at this old book of yours. I hope you don’t mind.”
“No, not at all,” said Don, pouring himself a cup of coffee. Suddenly he turned around. “Wait a minute—what book?”
“This one,” said Violet, holding it up. “The one about Goldwin.”
Don put down his coffee cup and grabbed4 the book out of Violet’s hands. “Where did you find this?” he demanded.
“It was right here in the kitchen,” Henry said.
“We were being really careful with it,” said Jessie. “We made sure our hands were clean.”
Don turned a few pages, as if making sure the book was still in one piece. “This is a very old, delicate book,” he said angrily. “It’s not something to play with.”
“But we weren’t playing—” said Benny.
But it was too late. Don had taken the book and strode5 quickly out of the room. A moment later he was back, empty-handed. “I’m sorry but that book is very … special to me. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to it.” He picked up his coffee cup and walked into the living room to sit down with the two men.
The children just looked at one another quietly, wondering about Don’s sudden anger. Why would he get so upset over a book?
A short while later, it was time to go to the picnic. It was being held on the Quad6, and there were tables and tables piled with food: fried chicken, all different kinds of salads, rolls, pickles7, and watermelon and cupcakes for dessert. The Aldens and the Dixons each helped themselves to a plateful of food and then sat down in the shade to enjoy it. When he’d finished his first plateful, Benny went back two more times to get more of the delicious potato salad and extra slices of watermelon.
At the end of the lively afternoon, the Aldens walked into town and had dinner at the Chariot, one of Grandfather’s favorite pizza places. “We used to come here all the time when I was a student,” he told them.
“I can’t believe it’s still here,” said Jessie.
“Wait till you taste the pizza. Then you’ll believe it,” Mr. Alden assured her.
The pizza was just as good as Grandfather had promised. After dinner, the Aldens took a stroll8 through town. Grandfather couldn’t believe all the large buildings that had been built since he was there last.
When they finally returned to their suite, the children were worn out.
“I’m ready for bed,” said Benny. “I’m not even going to set the alarm tonight.”
“Good!” said Henry. “I could use a good night’s sleep.”
The next morning, the Aldens awoke feeling rested and ready for another busy day of activities.
“There’s a concert this afternoon that Joel and I are going to,” said Grandfather, “but I think I’m just going to relax in the room this morning. What do you kids plan to do?”
“I want to look for the treasure,” said Benny.
“Treasure?” asked Grandfather.
Jessie told him what they’d read the day before in Don’s book.
“I was here for four years and I never saw any treasure,” Mr. Alden said with a chuckle9. “But enjoy yourselves. Meet me back here for lunch.”
“Remember the book also said that from the top of the clock tower you can see all the way to the waterfalls,” said Jessie.
“That’s right,” Violet recalled. “Let’s go up and see if you really can. It’s a clear day.”
Once again, the Aldens found themselves climbing to the top of the tower. “Our leg muscles are getting a good workout here,” said Henry.
“They sure are,” Violet agreed.
The top of the tower was dark and quiet today. The morning concert had ended a short while ago, and no one was up there.
“Now, what did it say in the book?” Henry asked.
“If you look out the west window you can see Buttermilk Falls,” Jessie reminded him.
“How do we know which window faces west?” asked Benny.
“The sun came up over there,” said Violet. “So that’s the east.”
“Then that’s the west,” Jessie said, pointing to the opposite window.
The children all went to that window and looked out.
“Look, there are the falls!” Henry said, pointing off in the distance.
“I see people climbing on the rocks,” Jessie said.
“Hey, let me see,” said Benny.
Jessie moved aside to give Benny room to look out. As she turned away from the window, she noticed a folded piece of paper on the floor in the corner. “What’s that?” she mumbled10 to herself. She went over and picked up the piece of paper. It was yellowed and felt strange—crumbly and rough, as if it were very old. Jessie carefully unfolded the paper and was surprised by the fancy writing on it.
“You guys!” she said. “Look at this!”
The other children turned around to see what Jessie was holding.
“What have you got?” Violet asked.
“A letter,” Jessie said. “Only it’s really old. I found it in the corner.”
The others crowded around.
“There’s a seal at the top,” Henry said, pointing to a circle design that had been pressed into the top of the paper. “It says, ‘Goldwin University, Office of the President.’ ”
“What does that mean?” asked Benny. “Is this from the President of the United States?”
“No, it’s from the president of this college,” Jessie explained. “The president at a university is sort of like the principal at your school. This is his or her stationery11.”
“It says ‘May 5, 1863’ in the corner,” Violet pointed12 out. “This letter is really old—it was written over a hundred years ago!”
“Wow!” said Benny.
“That’s even older than Grandfather,” Violet pointed out.
“So what does it say?” Benny asked. “The writing looks really strange.”
“They didn’t have ballpoint pens back then,” Jessie said. “They had to dip their pens in ink to write. And people had very fancy handwriting.”
“They sure did,” said Benny. “I can’t even read it.” He had just learned to read and had enough trouble with regular printing.
“This is what it says,” said Jessie, reading aloud:
Dear Aaron,
I have hidden our gold and silver so the army shall not get it. Do not be concerned—it shall be safe until you come home from the war, and only then shall we dig it up. Should anything happen to me, I give you this clue to where it lies hidden:
Listen to the music and take one hundred sixty-one steps. Remember, the key to the problem is right before the face.
Your loving father
When Jessie had finished reading, she looked up to see her sister and two brothers all standing13 openmouthed, staring at her.
“I don’t believe it!” said Violet.
“There really is a treasure buried here!” said Henry.
“I knew it! I knew it!” said Benny.
“Wait a minute,” Jessie said. “Let’s think about this before we go and get all excited. We don’t even know if this letter is real!”
“It looks real,” said Benny.
“It certainly does,” Violet had to agree, fingering the embossed seal of the president’s office. “I mean, look at this crumbling14 old paper. And people just don’t write like this anymore.”
“But where did the letter come from?” asked Henry. “We’ve been up here several times in the last few days, and this is the first time we’ve seen it.”
“You’re right,” Violet agreed. “Someone must have just dropped this here recently.”
“Do you think the person who dropped it was hunting for the treasure?” Benny asked.
“Could be,” said Henry.
“What do you think we should do, Jessie?” Violet asked.
Jessie had been silently staring out the window. Suddenly she turned around. “I know how we can find out if this letter is real.”
“How?” asked Violet.
“The library is right down there.” Jessie pointed out the window. “Let’s go there and look up some information about the history of Goldwin University.”
“Great idea,” Henry said.
Jessie folded the letter carefully and the four children hurried down the narrow staircase15, going as quickly as they could on the twisting stone steps.
A few minutes later, the Aldens were at the front desk of Goldwin’s main library. The librarian there was tall and thin with short brown hair. “Hello, I’m Mrs. Brooke. Can I help you?” she asked.
“We’re looking for a book that has information about the history of the college,” said Jessie.
“Just a minute,” Mrs. Brooke said. She came back a moment later with a thick, heavy book. The cover read, Goldwin University: From Past to Present. “This book has a lot of information.”
“Thanks,” said Henry, picking up the large book and walking over to a table by a window. The others followed. He set the book down and opened it to the table of contents. The children studied the page for a moment.
“This sounds like a good place to look,” Henry said, pointing to a chapter titled “Presidents of the University.” “It starts on page fifty-six.”
Jessie flipped16 to that page. She read aloud from the first page, “ ‘The university was founded in 1860 and the first president was named Joshua Chambers17. He held the office until 1864.’”
“This letter was written in 1863,” said Violet. “So he must be the one who wrote it.”
“Look, there’s a picture,” Benny pointed out. “Is that him?”
Jessie looked at the black-and-white picture of a handsome man with dark hair and small round glasses. Underneath the photograph it said, Joshua Chambers, First President of Goldwin University. “Yes, Benny, that’s him.”
The children studied the photograph for a moment.
“Let’s see what else it says about him,” Jessie suggested. She quickly read the page to herself. Suddenly her eyes widened and she gasped18.
“What is it?” Benny asked. “Tell us!”
“He’s the one who wrote the letter,” said Jessie.
“How do you know?” Henry asked.
“It says that he had a son named Aaron who served in the army during the Civil War,” Jessie told them.
“And this letter is addressed to someone named Aaron, from his father,” said Violet.
Jessie continued reading. Suddenly she said, “Oh, how terrible!”
“What?” the other three cried.
Jessie explained, “It says that Chambers died in 1864, while his son was off at war—and Aaron was killed in battle a few months later.”
“How sad,” Violet said.
“He died the year after he wrote the letter,” Benny said.
The children were silent for a moment. They gazed at the picture of the kind-looking man and thought about how sad his story was.
All of a sudden Henry said, “Do you realize what this means? President Chambers died before he got to show his son where the treasure was.”
“But remember, there were some clues in the letter,” Benny said.
“I wonder if Aaron figured them out,” Violet said.
“He might not have had a chance,” said Henry. “It says he was killed in a battle just a short time after his father died.”
“Then that means …” Jessie began.
“The treasure is still buried!” Benny whispered.
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