Dispatch-Pioneer Press Treasure Hunt — January 1975

We've searched around the saintly city
For a place to hide our bounty.
We think we've found the best one
In all of Ramsey County.

All tanks don't go to battlefields,
Some just stand in place.
This is the kind you will see
In the Boreas treasure race.

Drive, walk, or hail a ride
To the site of fortune and fame.
The lower you look, the better the odds
Of winning the Boreas game.

Pick a day, and don your coat,
Muffler, gloves, and overshoe.
The treasure's waiting to be found
And the finder could be you

Take a number and double it twice
It's sure to help your quest.
Try to pick the proper one
It's anybody's guess.

Footsteps hard instead of soft
Where trees still do abound
A famous comic's name appears
If you'll just look around

In this complex world of ours,
Nothing stays the same.
It's still as lovely as before,
But they've gone and changed the name.

Different people use different tools,
From a shovel to a scoop.
But if you want to find the treasure,
Keep searching in the loop.

Slightly smaller than a quart,
It holds a lot of cheer.
And coupled with a stately hero,
It leads you very near.

Before the surgeon general's warning,
People rolled their own.
They got their tobacco from a bag
That now holds treasure alone.

A famous hitter at the plate
Is another revealing clue.
Think of his name and you will have
A word to help you through.

In the southwest corner of old Smith Park
The glittering treasure lies.
A picnic spot where you can rest
Is where the hunter tries.

Between the slats of a picnic bench
Bull Durham holds the loot.
And if you have a Carnival button
You'll get the bonus to boot.

TC Treasure