His Little
                Treasure 
                by Ian Curtress 
                It was offered on line. The
                only copy of maps showing the highly likely place
                of hidden treasure in Britain. It was found in
                the few belongings of a 96 year old recluse. 
                There was little information. 
                He had always been fascinated by buried treasure,
                had bought a Detector but lacked the dedication
                required to slowly walk across fields so
                considered himself lucky to find this book. 
                It arrived well packed but no invoice or senders
                address, rather surprised as it was very
                expensive. But then thought, treasure hunting was
                a secretive pastime. 
                He quickly unpacked his great find 
                There was a letter tucked inside front cover on
                what seemed very old paper. 
                It was a story of a highway man who travelled the
                Home Counties robbing coaches and their occupants
                and then burying his loot in various places,
                making maps for later reference. 
                He was eventually caught by a gang of thieves who
                spared his life for the maps 
                They next came to light when an old coaching inn
                was being demolished in Lambeth but disappeared
                shortly after. 
                Then they were found in a bombed cellar in south
                London in 1945 in the belongings of a vagrant who
                died by the side of the River Thames 
                They were to be given to the British Museum but
                 disappeared in transit. 
                There was no information on how they came into
                the hands of the seller but as with all treasure
                hunters, greed overcame reality. 
                So full of hope and excitement he followed the
                first map, its location near to him.  
                The coordinates were very clear and he arrived at
                the location. Kings Cross station!  
                Disappointed but thought it possibly correct as
                there were no railways in those days.  
                Chased off to the second, not far away only to
                find it was St.Pancras station! 
                Treasure hunters tend to delude themselves. 
                Not discouraged he quickly followed the next
                coordinates. First signs of suspicion. Euston
                Station! 
                Then he noticed the last map had completely
                different coordinates and found himself at London
                Zoo. 
                What if it was under the foundations of the Lion
                house 
                Completely baffled he wandered aimlessly around
                looking with disinterest at the animals. 
                It was only when he saw the entrance to a
                building with a sign saying Scorpions he faced
                the obvious. 
                As we all know 
                The Sting is in the Tale! 
                
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