The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1880-07-22
he did not feel thsepaii the pain.

Down, down like a flash he de-
scended like, a e. flash through the
darkness--down 10 his helpless
friend, and to the match which was
slowly but surely burning Its way
towards the powder. sf'il p -.
Thank heaven! He has reached
the bucket! Another SECOND he has
reached the bottom of the shaft Is
he too late? 1t is time for the eX-
plosion-hush! .fa efuaI q
A cold perspiration broke out on
every brow. Thero was awful si-
lence down below and silence up
above. Annie Barton tried to pray.
The agony OF the suspense was
terrible Men could hear each 9th
er's hearts beat in the awful, still
mess. o. Would the end never conner
sa How was itswlthe Harry A dams Z
AS he reached the bottom one
fglance told him all His friend WAS
stunned and senseless.
He ,Ieaped from the bucket, and
the light of the lantern showed him
The place where the fuse had been
4
The glimmering little line of fire
was within an inch of the train Of
powder! .'.''" ''a.' PCS
re Another second and there would
be a flash. an explosion louder than
thuRder, and the walls around about
would be shattered into a thousand
fIagmentsl ian5l 1n,Hta4l-z OIL.
h1,0ne little inch Of the fusee stood
between two human beings and a
frightful death, ''' ..,.', ,.',.,.,..
With cry the boy sprang for
ward. He pressed his bleeding
hands upon the last particle of the
,burning match, and he lay there for
q moment with clenched teeth and
suspended breath. Then he arose,
Huzza! The fusee was extin-
guished and he and his friend were
safe. ,,,4 s.., f.,...,. ,,I,op- 'H p
He lifted the insenslble form of
John Barton into the bucket and
gave the signal to be drawn up. alrt
What a thrill'of joy ran through
every heart when the watchers in
the sunlight saw that welcome sign!
How the men worked at the crank !,
How long the seconds seemed while
the bucket assembled up, up, up, un-
til a cheer, such as men never be-
fore uttered burst from the assem-
bled miners when they saw rising
out of the earth the figure of Harry
Adams supporting his insensible
friend! H- '.' .i'"' f''-" - a '.i'
ale is not dead1only stunned,
were the young hero's first words.
when geltle hands relieved him of
his burden, and men crowded
around him with loud congratula.
tions and women kissed him in the
exuberance of their Joy.
But when he saw the glad light
leap into Annie's eyes and the warm
red flush suffuse her cheeks-when
he marked the silentlook of speech
less gratitude which she gave him
he felt more than rewarded for his
act of heroism in rescuing friend
| from death. H-
The sequel to my story is a sim.
pie one. m
Besides broken arm and few
ugly bruises John Barton sustained
no serious injuries, and in few
days he was once more himself.
Both he and his friend received
lucrative clerkships in the office of
the company, aad a few years later
pretty Annie Barton was joined in
wedlock to Harry Adams, the pre-
server Of her brothers life.
Aud 50 it happened that neither
Of the two friends had reason to re-
greet the awful peril they encoun'
tered when, on one memorable Sep
tember day, they were brought face
with death down in coal mime
1 Golden Days. 'i" ad O.