Niel Allen 5

It unlocked. I wondered what was going through Mr Allen's mind. He said he didn't even remember there being a lock. How could he have guessed the right combination on the first try? "Amazing!" I thought. I also wondered about the significance of those numbers: 4, 16, 6, 5. It didn't make any sense to me. "Wow, Mr Allen! How did you ever guess those numbers?" "Oh, it was just a lucky guess, I suppose. Now how about we try to find that tin box with the tea inside?" "Sounds like a good plan, Mr Allen." Mr allen carefully took out the stacks of plates, stacks of bowls, and tea cups. Nestled behind the tea cups was a small tin-looking box. Although the box was rather dusty, I could see its ornate design. "Oh, by golly, there it is! I have never seen it this dusty. Wow!" Mr Allen proceeded to dust off the box with his bony hand. As he dusted the box off, I realized that it wasn't just any ordinary tin tea box. It looked gold! "Is that gold, Mr Allen?" "Not the whole can, dear. It's merely gold-plated." "Where in the world can you buy something like that? It's quite ornate." "Well, I'm not quite sure where Ginny managed to find the box. She got it for our 50th anniversary," he said as he finished dusting off the box. He handed it to me. On the top of the box were their names were in the neatest of Victorian Era style cursive. The box read: "Niel and Ginny Allen. 50th Wedding Anniversary. April 16, 1865."