You can’t take it with you.
No truer words...
The guy who buried this smallish hoard didn’t even take it with him when he left the office.
Probably bought up as much silver as possible to survive the coming depression, and then got hit by a chariot. :-)
I've told this story on Free Republic before, so excuse me if you've heard it before. When I was in the Army in Germany our Roman Catholic chaplain was a local German priest who had spent the War in Dachau for anti-Nazi activities. He had been the chaplain to the Brothers of Abbey Gruessau in eastern Germany before the war. The Abbey had been seized by the Nazis and the brothers had met the same fate as our Chaplain.
After the War, the Russians commandeered the Abbey as the headquarters of a tank battalion. General Patton, who was military commander of the area that included Dachau after the war, met with the Chaplain and "awarded" him and the brothers a disused cathedral and grounds in Bad Wimpfen, in an area that became Protestant after the 30 Years War (1618-1648).
The area around Bad Wimpfen, on the Neckar river, had been the frontier of the Roman Empire in the Third Century AD, there are scattered Roman ruins, including a partial aqueduct in the area. As the brothers worked the grounds of the Cathedral, planting gardens and vetable patches, they continually uncovered gold Roman coins, stored in the same manner as those in this story.
I recall the chaplain one time showed me the center drawer of his desk. It was filled with gold Roman coins that had been found on the grounds. I really wished that he had not shown that to me and worried whom else he might have shown them to. I never spoke about them until about 2010, long after the brothers of Abbey Gruessau and the Chaplain were all dead. As far as I know, they didn't feel any obligation to report their finds to the local German authorities.