The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1874-10-22
lcoNcLupRp ERoM SECOND PAaEl

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rejected were not part of the eastern
yisitors recollection. But the hosting
Eorks and machinery OF the Blazing
Star Tunnel company" was-the 'Blaz-
ing Star Tunnel company" whose gem
manly superintendent" had received
private instructions from San Francisco
10 do the "proper thing for the party.
Wherefore the valuable heaps OF nre IN
the company's works were shown, the
oblong bars of gold, ready for shipment,
were playfully offered to the ladies who
could lift and carry them away unaided,
and even the tunnel itself, gloomy, fate
full, and peculiar, was shown as part OF
the experience; and, in the noble Ian
guage of one correspondent, the wealth
of Five Forks and the peculiar induce
ments that it offered to eastern capital
lists" were established beyond doubt.
And then occurred little incident
which, as an unbiased spectator, l am
free TO say offered no inducements to
anybody whatever, but which for Its
bearing upon the central figure OF this
Veracious chronicle, cannot pass over.
1t had become apparent to one or two
more practical and sober-minded IN the
party that certain portions of the "Blaz-
ing Star tunnel, owing, perhaps, to the
exigencies of a scattering annual diyl-
dend, were economically and imperiectly
"shored" and supported, and were con-
seduently unsafe, insecure, and to be
avoided. Nevertheless, at the time
when champagne corks were popping in
dark corners, and enthusiastic voices
and happy laughter rang through the
half levels and gallaries, there came
sudden and mysterious silence. A few
lights dashed swiftly by in the direction
of the distant part of the gallery, and
then,there was sudden sharp issuing
of orders, and a dull, ominous rumble.
Some of the visitors turned pale-One
woman tainted.
Something had happened. WHAT
"Nothing" ng"-the speaker is fluent but un-
easy-"One of the gentlemen in trying to
dislodge specimen from the wall had
knocked away support. There had
been a 'cave'-the gentleman was caught
and buried below his shoulders. 1t was
all right-they'd get him out in mo-
ment-only it required great care to
keep from extending the cave Didn't
know his name-it was that little man
the husband of that lively lady with
the black eyes. Eh Hullo therel Stop
her. For Gods sakel-not that wayl
She'll fall from that shaft She'll be
killedp
But the lively lady was already gone.
With staring black eyes, imploringly
trying to pierce the gloom, with hands
and feet that sought 10 batter and break
down the thick darkness, with incohe-
rent cries and supplicatious following
the moving of ignis iatuus lights ahead
she ran and ran SWIFTLY Ran over
treacherous foundations, ran y yawning
CULTS, ran past branching galleries and
arches. ran wildly, ran despairingly, ran
blindly, and at lat ran inlo the arms of
the Fool of Five Forks
In an instant she caught at his hand.
''Oh, save himp she cried: you belong
here-yOu know this dreadful place;
bring me to him. Tell me where TO 60
and what to do, implore you! Quick,
he is dying Gomez
He raised his eyes to hers, and then,
with a sudden crv, dropped the rope and
Crowbar he was carrying, and reeled
against the wall.
Annie p he gasped, slowly, sis it your"
She caught at both his hands, brought
her face to his with his staring eyes, muir
INJURED "Good God, Cyrusp and sank up
OIL her knees before him.
He tried to disengage the hand she
Wrung with passionate entreaty.
"No, mol Cyrus, you will forgive me-
you will forget the past God has sent
you here to-day. You will come with
me. You will-you must-save himp p
"Save whoW. cried Cyrus hoarsely.
"My husband P
The blow was so direct--so strong and
Overwhelming-that even through her
own stronger and more selfish absorption
she saw it in the face of the man and
pitied him.
81 thought-you-you knew-itP P she
faltered.
He did not speak, but looked at her
with fixed, dumb eyes. And then the
sound of voices and hurrying feet started
her again into passionate life. She once
more caught his hand.
20, Cyrus hear me If you have low
ed me through all these years, you will
not fail me now. You must ave him !
You canl You are brave and strong
you always were, Cyrusl You will save
him, Cyrus, for my sake-for the sake Of
your love for me You will know it!
God bless youp
She rose as if to follow him, but at a
gesture of command she stood still. He
picked up the rope and crowbar slowly,
and in dazed blinded way that, in her
agony of impatienee and alarm, seemed
prOtracted to cruel infnity. Then he
turned, and raising her hand to his lips
kissed it slowly, looked at her again-and
was gone.
He did not return. For at the end of
the next half hour, when they laid before
her the half conscious, breathing body Of
her husband, safe and unframed but for
exhaustion and some slight bruises, she
learned that the worst fears of the work.
man been realized. In releasing him a
second cave had taken place. They had
barely time to snatch away the helpless
body of her husband, before the strong
frame of his rescuer, Cyrus Hawkins, was
struck and smitten down in his place.
For two hours he lay there, crushed
and -limbed, with heavy beam
lying across his breast in sight of all,
conscious and patient. For two hours
they had labored around him, wildly des-
pairingly, hopefully, with the wills of
gods, and the strength of giants, and at
the end of that time they came to an up
right timber, which rested its base upon
the beam. There was cry for axes,and
one was already swinging in the air,
when the dying man called to them,
feebly: '.jf Nh
"Don't cut that UPRIGHT p .'
"Why?"
at will bring down the whole gallery
with it."
"H0w2y Is. \ 5,lAltlyD(. l.3t
"It's one of the foundations of my
house." IN -,
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