1953 Pioneer Press Treasure Hunt

The chest is hid, the search is on,
Let hunters take this heed:
Don't look on sand, or roads, or ice,
Hard ground's the clue you need.

Don't trespass on your neighbor's lawn,
But search on public property;
And from the spot the treasure's on,
Some water you can see.

A road's nearby the treasure site
Some sixty yards or so,
So get your shovel, Saintpaulite,
And find yourself some dough.

Under the snow and above the ground,
Five yards from the nearest tree,
The Carnival chest is still unfound,
Ramsey's the county to be.

There are trees nearby the hidden pot,
But two will give the clue;
For when you stand upon the spot,
They're between the water and you.

The water you see, my Carnival friends,
Is surely a river or lake.
Underbrush lies 'round the treasure ground,
So that's the route to take.

A structure of red is in your sight,
And also a St. Paul home.
Add up these clues each morn' and night,
They'll tell you the place to roam.

Lake Como is blue and Phalen too,
But that's not the water you see.
So take this hint you find in print,
Make sure it's the Mississippi.

Not in a gulley, nor side of hill
But level ground's for you.
Look all around you, if you will,
You should see a bridge or two.

Seven large smokestacks will appear
From the spot the treasure lies on.
And if the day is bright and clear,
One more against the horizon.

And from the spot there is a view,
A dwelling for the ill,
And railroad tracks should give a clue,
So find it if you will.

One bridge you see is for a train,
Another very high;
And this one clue should make it plain,
Just where the dollars lie.

Listen, my hunters, and you shall know,
Of the final clues to the hidden dough;
One is a park and two is a key;
And you on the opposite shore should be.
Look for a court southeast of the chest
Good hunting from the Dispatch-Pioneer Press!