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Jane tossed the fashion magaâ€" zine off the sofa and motioned Heather to come and sit down. They were trying to decide what to do when Heather remembered something. She had brought an old book with her. Her grandâ€" father had given it to her to take back to the Crocker homestead in England. Many years ago, their greatâ€"grandfather had taken the whole family to Canada for a vacation. But, when he had died Jack came in, his floppy brown curls flying everywhere. He tipped his glasses up onto his nose, lifted the suitcase and hauled it up the long flight of "No, just my makeup and clothes â€" the usual stuff," said Heather with a laugh. "I better go get Jack, our new hired hand, to help us bring this upstairs for you," said Jane. "Jack! Jack!" Ding, dong. "Rats ... right at the best part! Oh, hi Heather! "Jane felt suddenly shy because she hadn‘t seen Heather for two years. It was just too far to come from Canada to England and they couldn‘t afford it every year. Jane tried lifting Heather‘s suitcase. BOOM! "I hope nothing breakable was in there!" Jane was waiting for the arrival of her cousin Heather. Heather seemed to know everything about fashion and adventures too! Jane sped through the index of the magazine â€" makeup, clothing, hair design â€" "Ah, hair design! That‘s what I need." She ran upstairs to get her brush. Jane Crocker twisted her long red hair and read the latest fashion magazine. "I wish my eyes were blue! Brown is such a plain color. All these beautiful models have blue eyes," she mumbled grumpily to herself. The Treasure Map Maii _ 886â€"2789 CI gi St Short WINNERS CIRCLE Mon.â€"Fri. 10 am.9:30 pm. Waterloo Town Set. 930 am<4pm. _ Square Chronicle "Well, let‘s ask Aunt Lindsay if it‘s OK." Minutes later they were standâ€" ing in front of Mr. Brown‘s house ringing his doorbell. Mr. Brown invited them inside. Jane asked him if he knew anyâ€" thing about the book. Heather held it up high. Mr. Brown‘s old hazel eyes opened wide. "Girls, I know nothing about this book. "Old people have terrific memoâ€" ries. Let‘s just go," said Jane, pulling tightly on Heather‘s arm. ‘"Hello, why it‘s Jane from next door," said Mr. Brown. ‘"‘That‘s right. And this is my cousin Heather from Canada." "Here, let me see!" said Jane. "I bet our really old neighbor, Mr. Brown, might know. His father and greatâ€"grandpa were best friends. Often greatâ€"grandpa told Mr. Brown‘s father very secret things. Some say gramps told him about a treasure he had buried, but no one believes it. Mr. Brown told his son everything he had heard from greatâ€"grandpa â€" everything!" "So that means that Mr. Brown, your next door neighbor, might know what this is?" "Hold on! Aren‘t we rushing into this a bit too fast? Jane, I just got here! And what happens if he doesn‘t remember?" asked Heathâ€" er. there, the family broke up. Heather‘s grandfather, who was 17 at that time, stayed in Canada, but Jane‘s grandfather returned to England. Heather got the book from her brown leather bag and brought it to Jane. "Look," she said, pointing to an old stained map at the back of the book. "I was looking at the book when I came down and I wanted to know if you knew anything about it." ‘"Yes," said Jane. "Let‘s go see 886â€"3791 Jane ran up to her room, Heathâ€" er followed. They discussed the book. Was that what the thieves were looking for? "Grandma used to say that X marks the spot! Mmm ... well, there‘s an X here by the rock. Maybe there‘s a treasure buried there," whispered Jane. ‘‘Maybe that map in the book leads to treasure. Maybe someone was looking for that book on the shelves," said Heather. ‘"We‘ll have to wait till tomorâ€" row night. It‘s getting too late When they walked in the door, they found a terrible mess. Books were pulled out of the shelves and left lying on the floor. After checking to see if anything hae been stolen, Mr. Crocker notified the police. They said they couldn‘t find anything and dusted for fingerprints. Before they left they told the Crocker‘s to keep the house locked. Mr. Crocker asked Jack if he had seen anyone but Jack had been in the field all afternoon checking the crops. L The girls were still puzzled by the map in the book as they walked to the community swimâ€" ming pool the next day. They had brought the book with them. Maybe they‘d have a chance to look at it They had a terrific swim, playing Marco Polo and water tag. Finally it was time to go home. "I wonder why he wanted to keep the book?" asked Heather. "I think he knew something, don‘t you?" R The girls talked some more and left quickly. _ _ "Well, I don‘t know," said Jane. We haven‘t shown it to Mom and Dad yet." May I keep it to look at for a little while?" Under his breath he mumbled, "So! It still exists!" Mon. & Wed. 10 a.m.â€"6 p.m Thurs. & Fn. 10 a.mâ€"9 p.m Sat. 930 a m.â€"6 p.m The Waterloo Cfi;afii'él;;resents the winning entries in our 2nd Annual Short Story Contest Midnight. Heather shook Jane. ‘"Wake up! We‘re going to get the treasure." "Hmmmm," mumbled Jane. "Wâ€"e are gâ€"oâ€"ing tâ€"0 goet tâ€"he tâ€"râ€"eâ€"aâ€"sâ€"uâ€"râ€"e," spelled Heather. "Oh, OK," said Jane, in an embarrassed voice. "Let‘s go. The shovels are outâ€" side. Do you still have the key?" asked Heather. The two girls walked through the dark night. It wasn‘t as easy Jane and Heather were in their p.J.‘s in a flash. Mrs. Crocker was very surprised to see them alâ€" ready asleep when she came up. She shut the door softly and went down to watch a late night show. We don‘t know yet. We‘ll tell you in the morning." _ _ Jane went right back to sleep but Heather stayed awake for a long time thinking about the Jane‘s dad looked in their door with a worried expression on his face. "Are you OK, girls? Go back to sleep. Your mother and I are checking out what just hapâ€" pened." "Is anything missing?" asked Heather. map. The next morning went by quickly. Jane and Heather made plans. Finally came the words the two girls wanted to hear; "Time for bed, girls!" Jane opened her eyes slowly. Creak. Slam. "Whoever it was is gone now. They just left by the front door!" ‘"What was that?" asked Heath er, sitting straight up in bed. They were just aosing off when they heard a CRASH. already. And we can plan every thing tomorrow too," said Heath er sleepily. ‘"You‘d better sleep with that book, just in case," said Jane. EenvironmentAt P rooucts without tne _ Packacinge ’ ?enerations WATERLOO CHRONICLE, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 21, 1981 â€" PAGE Laura Garrett GRADE FIVE TO GRADE EEGHT The two tired, grubby and hap py girls obeyed. Whatever the treasure was, they knew they‘d share it "Oh no, you don‘t," said Jane‘s father. "You get your things now I don‘t want to see your face. And you girls, help me take this chest back to the house. If there‘s anything valuable in here we‘ll put it in the bank in the morn ing." _ "I give up!" whined Jack. "T‘ll leave tomorrow .‘ But Jane‘s father appeared at that moment and Jane yelled. ‘"Dad, he‘s trying to take great grandpa‘s treasure! Just as they hauled the chest to the surface, they heard very faint footsteps. "Not so fast, girls! "It was Jack, the hired hand. "I‘m taking this treasure and leaving! The only reason I came to work here was to look for this treasure My granddad overheard old Mr Brown‘s father telling him the story of his treasure. They just didn‘t know exactly where it was Thanks to you 1 don‘t have to wgrk so hard! Adios, girls." "I‘ll count to three and then we‘ll both push," said Jane. They finally managed to move the huge rock. "Now we have to dig three feet!" groaned Heather It seemed to take forever By the time the two girls had dug deep enough they were exâ€" hausted. Their shovels struck something solid. _ "One, two, three, PULL." said Jane. three ... Twenty steps to the right. They came to a tree and began to look for the rock nearby as in the daytime. They crept out to the barn and started counting Fifty steps forward. One, two.