Lost treasure of Juba emperor (Part 2)

At the very end of the cave, nothing seems to make this special a small room, it is difficult to determine whether it is natural or man-made. Visitors assume that the walls are decorated with 'Indian signs' - ancient carvings of bizarre animals, mysterious touches, and extraordinary men of costumes; all are expressed by pristine straight lines that have faded over the years.

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Certainly the cave used to be the home of the Kickapoo tribe or Shawnee, who lived in Richland county until the early 1800s. From that time until 1982 people had to think about it again. Archaeologists, though not aware of the existence of the cave, are not openly forbidding people from approaching or banning people from doing the things they like there.

On April 2, a 47-year-old man entered the dark place of the cave with a tool, a flashlight, a pickaxe and a backpack. He lives in Olney, a small town located 15 miles from the cave. Born in western Virginia, Russell E. Burrows moved to southern Illinois when he joined the US military during the Korean War. Here the passion for understanding local history formed in him. He began collecting daily supplies from the past.

Unusual portraits of a high-ranking official were taken from the southern Illinois cave.

Gradually, he obtained oxen nails, square nails, iron jars, lanterns and even the 19th or early 20th century craftwork that enriched his collection. Being a woodcutter himself, he could understand the value of hand-made objects of recent years. Perhaps the same kind of objects can also be found in the strange little cave he once heard. He found it lying just as it was, he paused for a moment to observe the unstable sky, the sound of thunder and bad sign in the distance. As described, inside the cave was very small, with an unimpressive natural barrier surrounding it like other caves he knew. Going to the end, Burrows enters the room. Perhaps it was man-made, but why did anyone create it? Indians do things that no modern white person can understand. The light of the flashlight flashes on the pictures that have not been sharpened here on the wall. They will add color to his collection of trifles.

It is clear that in the 19th century there was no kind of big head nail. But after the first blow he found something strange. It did not produce a solid sound as he thought. And there was a small echo, as if there was an empty space on the other side. Curious to find out about the existence of the outer space, he continued to hoe with an encouraging determination by the sound of the echo of the hoe from a place deep in the hill.

The work is hard, but Burrows is a healthy man. After only 15 minutes of sweaty labor, the stones finally had to subdue. Suddenly, they tumbled to the ground, opening another small room. There is no argument, this is an artificial room. It is the beginning of the stone steps that seem to lead into the earth. He lit the lamp on the steps, carefully following the light into the dense night. The stairs are very steep, Burrows must be careful to tilt and finally come down to the place. Approximately 30 feet from the entrance to the last step. A long, dark hallway sunk into the darkness before his eyes. The flashlight's light reveals the still, sticky look of the interior of the hallway as Burrows carefully enters.

The portrait of a Xemit priest is represented by a formal ponytail and ritual Jewish words on the left;The lower inscription is Numidia - a writing language in North Africa.

It was perfectly chiseled, with obsolete oil lamps hanging above at a reasonable distance. They look like the movie he once saw about ancient Rome. He walked cautiously. The atmosphere is heavy because of the enigmatic mysteries, and also the snakes, especially the deadly tiger which is very fond of the humid environment in the earth like this. Luckily, he didn't see any snakes. The only soft sound he heard was the sound of his footsteps in the suffocating space. The tunnel kept going on forever, he passed through dozens of oil lamps that had been extinguished on both sides of the wall.

Lighting the flashlight on the ceiling low, he realized that its entire length was covered with a layer of smoldering fire - perhaps the mark of countless torches that have passed here, since how long he could not guess. After Burrows was about 500 fit, the corridor seemed to end abruptly. It turns to the right. The flashlight illuminated a long tunnel, running straight ahead of the swinging halo of the light bulb.

When he took a few steps, a low open door appeared suddenly on the left. Crouching over the door, he set foot in a small room, almost instantly stumbling backwards in surprise. The glare of the lamp made a 5-foot tall male statue cast with solid gold. It is not simply a symbol of a normal man. The figure of tolerance and holes in the clear long arm are depicting a specific portrait. A few feet behind the statue to the left, there is a platform about 3 feet high. On it laid a golden coffin in real size.

After being stunned by his discovery, Burrows held his breath to admire their subtle beauty but still hesitated to touch. He almost did not believe his eyes. Leaving the room, he saw that there were a few more rooms next to each other .

Frank Joseph

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