n an early spring aftern-
noon in 1982, a man was slowly walking alone through a forsaken
cemetery in southern Illinois. In his hands he carried a common
metal-detector. He hovered its saucer-like device about six inches
above the ground, while watching its dial for the slightest movement,
sure sign that something of possible worth lay just beneath the
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A resident from a nearby town, he was an avid collector hoping
to find the occasional lost coin or even some shiny artifact
from the Civil War era. This day, however, his meandering quest
among the unvisited tomb- stones failed to elicit any response
from the mineral-sensitive instrument until he neared the far
end of the burial ground. The metal- detector became increasingly
agitated with every footstep, until it led him entirely out of
the cemetery, down a shallow ravine and up the side of a steep
hill. Its dial oscillated violently, as though the explorer were
treading over Fort Knox.
He continued across the desolate country, waiting for the indicator
to become still. Walking along the top of the hill, his eyes
fixed steadily on the instrument. He suddenly fell into a perfectly
vertical pit just wide enough to accommodate his shoul- ders.
Shaken but recovering his senses, he realized that he had landed
on his feet on a soft, dirt floor some eight feet beneath the
surface of the ground. The metal-detector had not followed him
down. He remembered the small pocket-flashlight in his jacket.
Fetching it out, the narrow but bright beam of light immediately
revealed what appeared to be a chamber opening directly in front
He cautiously entered the dank room. He saw stone statues, large
urns and edged weapons scattered across the floor. The walls
were covered with the sculpted friezes of Egyptian-like scenes.
Moving to the far end of the chamber, he found an adjacent room,