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  • twomtns2002
    ... wrote: Short story from book Short Stories of Lost Treasure in the Adirondacks by Hoang Ho The Arnot Fogoener Story Arnot Fogoener was not Jewish. His
    Message 1 of 2 , Feb 3, 2004
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      wrote:
      Short story from book "Short Stories of Lost Treasure in the
      Adirondacks" by Hoang Ho




      The Arnot Fogoener Story


      Arnot Fogoener was not Jewish. His looks seemed to emulate the
      silvery haired older Jewish fellow. He was balding and stooped and
      his physical manners and speech would seem to reflect a Judaic faith,
      but he was a Catholic. He lived in Poland in 1778 and was 52 years
      old.Arnot had had a long and traveled career. His territory ranged
      from Vienna to Paris, and London to Berlin. He was known to have
      lived in Amsterdam and Switzerland.
      Many people knew him and he hardly favored a seconds notice.
      Nevertheless people would often smile and nod at him. Most people
      were sure he would get to heaven. Arnot had a Buddhalike quality to
      him, just being near him made a person feel safe and secure. His
      attitude kept him in the chips as well. Because Arnot was known as an
      excellent businessman with an excellent credit rating, he traded his
      chosen commodity at a brisk pace and made alot of money. Arnot bought
      and sold children. He had traded children by the hundreds. Arnot
      would come to town and offer to take children off of peoples hands.
      This was done often enough to make it worthwhile. He also frequented
      the orphanages and poorhouses for kids to sell. He adopted many and
      paid a fee for others. Arnot could always trade his children for a
      profit. He cleaned and fed them and educated them as well. He would
      find the proper niche for them and sometimes his children became
      royalty.
      But now Arnot was 52 years old and he was getting tired of all the
      travel that was a must in his line of work. He had amassed a small
      fortune in gold and jewels and was having a hard time deciding where
      he wished to retire. Whatever inkling of inconscious thought would
      make a person want to retire in the new world of America made Arnot
      do just that. For years he had heard of the new lands. People he had
      met had travelled back and forth on a regular basis. Arnot's sea
      experience had been limited to crossing the English Channel,
      something he had done on a regular basis. The fear of the sea was not
      one of the reasons for never going to America before.
      Arnot set out to Richmond,Virginia in the summer of 1780 determined
      to forge a new life for himself. He arrived August 4,1780 and soon
      found a room and safekeeping for his chest of treasure. He bought a
      nice buggy for two-horse hitch and liked to ride in the countryside
      with the one person who had shared his journey. Her name was Matilda.
      She had blue eyes and red hair. Arnot had picked her out of an
      orphanage line-up when she was ten. She had proved to be an adept
      manager of the other children and due to his advancing age Arnot had
      kept her with him as an aid. She was now 17 and she was becoming a
      lovely young lady. She had been extremely quiet and mouselike since
      coming to America and that was unusual. she could be quite boisterous
      and aggressive when she wanted to be.

      Arnot had fallen in love with America. The short rides in the
      countryside weren't enough to satisfy his curiosity about the place.
      He knew that good roads now covered most of the American Territories
      and he was reminded of his love for travel in Europe. The man Arnot
      was about to make a decision. He decided to take his treasure and see
      the sights. And that's what he did. They travelled all through the
      southern states and visited New Orleans. They went up along the
      Mississippi and through hostile Indian Territory and arrived at New
      York at Ithaca in the late spring of 1783.
      Arnot Fogoener was interested in seeing more of the country. He had
      been impressed with America, very much so, even the slave plantations
      interested him. Now in the mostly uninhabited area of the Adirondacks
      he saw he could make his dream come true. He wanted to purchse some
      land and build a large wood and stone house for himself. He would
      build it on the West Canada Creek or the Mohawk River. He decided to
      travel to Albany to make all the arrangements. He loaded his Matilda
      into the canoe along with his gold and started off. Well you can be
      sure he was unfamiliar with the waters. He also was almost 57 years
      old. The swift drop in altitude and the ensuing rapids soon proved to
      be too much and the canoe filled with water. Arnot and Matilda
      survived the ordeal but the canoe got away from them.

      They saw the still upright canoe as it sailed down the river alone,
      with the chest of gold still inside it!

      To be continued.........











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    • twomtns2002
      ... wrote: Short story from book Short Stories of Lost Treasure in the Adirondacks by Hoang Ho The Arnot Fogoener Story Arnot Fogoener was not Jewish. His
      Message 2 of 2 , Mar 18, 2005
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        --- In meancosmalltalk@yahoogroups.com, Hoang Ho <twomtns2002@y...>
        wrote:
        Short story from book "Short Stories of Lost Treasure in the
        Adirondacks" by Hoang Ho




        The Arnot Fogoener Story


        Arnot Fogoener was not Jewish. His looks seemed to emulate the
        silvery haired older Jewish fellow. He was balding and stooped and
        his physical manners and speech would seem to reflect a Judaic faith,
        but he was a Catholic. He lived in Poland in 1778 and was 52 years
        old.Arnot had had a long and traveled career. His territory ranged
        from Vienna to Paris, and London to Berlin. He was known to have
        lived in Amsterdam and Switzerland.
        Many people knew him and he hardly favored a seconds notice.
        Nevertheless people would often smile and nod at him. Most people
        were sure he would get to heaven. Arnot had a Buddhalike quality to
        him, just being near him made a person feel safe and secure. His
        attitude kept him in the chips as well. Because Arnot was known as an
        excellent businessman with an excellent credit rating, he traded his
        chosen commodity at a brisk pace and made alot of money. Arnot bought
        and sold children. He had traded children by the hundreds. Arnot
        would come to town and offer to take children off of peoples hands.
        This was done often enough to make it worthwhile. He also frequented
        the orphanages and poorhouses for kids to sell. He adopted many and
        paid a fee for others. Arnot could always trade his children for a
        profit. He cleaned and fed them and educated them as well. He would
        find the proper niche for them and sometimes his children became
        royalty.
        But now Arnot was 52 years old and he was getting tired of all the
        travel that was a must in his line of work. He had amassed a small
        fortune in gold and jewels and was having a hard time deciding where
        he wished to retire. Whatever inkling of inconscious thought would
        make a person want to retire in the new world of America made Arnot
        do just that. For years he had heard of the new lands. People he had
        met had travelled back and forth on a regular basis. Arnot's sea
        experience had been limited to crossing the English Channel,
        something he had done on a regular basis. The fear of the sea was not
        one of the reasons for never going to America before.
        Arnot set out to Richmond,Virginia in the summer of 1780 determined
        to forge a new life for himself. He arrived August 4,1780 and soon
        found a room and safekeeping for his chest of treasure. He bought a
        nice buggy for two-horse hitch and liked to ride in the countryside
        with the one person who had shared his journey. Her name was Matilda.
        She had blue eyes and red hair. Arnot had picked her out of an
        orphanage line-up when she was ten. She had proved to be an adept
        manager of the other children and due to his advancing age Arnot had
        kept her with him as an aid. She was now 17 and she was becoming a
        lovely young lady. She had been extremely quiet and mouselike since
        coming to America and that was unusual. she could be quite boisterous
        and aggressive when she wanted to be.

        Arnot had fallen in love with America. The short rides in the
        countryside weren't enough to satisfy his curiosity about the place.
        He knew that good roads now covered most of the American Territories
        and he was reminded of his love for travel in Europe. The man Arnot
        was about to make a decision. He decided to take his treasure and see
        the sights. And that's what he did. They travelled all through the
        southern states and visited New Orleans. They went up along the
        Mississippi and through hostile Indian Territory and arrived at New
        York at Ithaca in the late spring of 1783.
        Arnot Fogoener was interested in seeing more of the country. He had
        been impressed with America, very much so, even the slave plantations
        interested him. Now in the mostly uninhabited area of the Adirondacks
        he saw he could make his dream come true. He wanted to purchse some
        land and build a large wood and stone house for himself. He would
        build it on the West Canada Creek or the Mohawk River. He decided to
        travel to Albany to make all the arrangements. He loaded his Matilda
        into the canoe along with his gold and started off. Well you can be
        sure he was unfamiliar with the waters. He also was almost 57 years
        old. The swift drop in altitude and the ensuing rapids soon proved to
        be too much and the canoe filled with water. Arnot and Matilda
        survived the ordeal but the canoe got away from them.

        They saw the still upright canoe as it sailed down the river alone,
        with the chest of gold still inside it!

        To be continued.........











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