Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-08-01

fair show of linen and glass and gleam
ing silver, as if the hand which warned
Belshazzar had appeared upon the
wall. Then Gertrude gilded to hei
friends side and put her arm round
her. The gentleman hurried from the
room. But almost as soon as they
reached the scene she appeared there
also; the poor boys sister could not
be restrained, and Mrs. Goodwin, whose
wOman's heart was sound within her,
signed to Gertrude to let her go. Any
thing was better than inaction.
Mr. Godwin's wad-hole and works
were hardly quarter of a mile from
the house, though hidden from it
by steep shoulder of the hill. He
guessed at once that the boy, anxious
to exhibit to the ladies the wonders of
the wad-hole, had taken the private
key, which generally lay upon the
study mantelpiece, and had gone, it
might be, to make come preparations,
whereby his darling effects would be
enhanced. A servant seeking him
when dinner was ready, discovered the
accident, and, after giving the alarm
in the servants hall, had gone on to
the village.
''Is there any hopeP" said Gertrude,
in low voice, with Violet Marston's
hand tight clasped in hers. 'Are they
diggingP"
The flaring light of pine-knot fire,
just kindled in the little inclosure at
the mouth of the hole, fell upon a
score or two of strange ge-looking figures,
chiefly women. Some were moving
to and fro before the blaze, but most
of them stood still and impassive.
The shining clothes of the men pro-
claimed their trade, as they brushed,
all distinctions forgotten, against the
gay dresses of the house-party.
NO" replied her father, with
groan. "The props at this end are
gone, and the men say the whole hill
is coming down. We must wait for
help from Keswick.'
Gertrude was turning to the group
Indignantly, but one was before her.
'Now, men, l can handle a pick
though / am a Londoner. Ten
pounds to every man who Joins me!
Don t let them say that the Cumberland
men lett their masters guest to perish
because they were towards"
The cold impassive face was aglow
with energy and excitement. Was it
Gertrude's fancy, or was it that that
word in his voice really struck her like
a whipp
1.-The hill is on the move, master.
and he be dead too,n said the foremost
man, but shamefacedly.
''Hush, his sister be there!" put in q
woman, softly.
There was an instant's hesitation
while all watched the big miner; then,
after glance at there faces
''We're with you, master!' cried he, |
seizing the tool at his feet like a giant |
aroused.
The spell was broken; and who then
so reckless as the Cumberland menp
LOsfOrd soon had to check them, and
assist the foreman to compel them to
underpin, and take other proper pre-
as they worked. In time.
more men flocked from neighboring
pits to the spot, and the task was car
ried on by gangs. Notwithstanding
Mr.. and Mrs. GOdwin's entreaties. the
poor girl most concerned would not
eave; and hour after hour. while
seemingly countless loads of earth
we're wheeled or carried from the deep
'ning entrance, she walked to and fro,
)r lay with Gertrude's hand in hers on
he wraps laid in a corner formed bv
wo walls. How each shining worker
vas gazed at as he came from the
darkness into the blaze of the fire and
deposited his load! Whoever worked
~ spells, the figure Gertrude knew
'est did not appear. But, when the
amt lingering hope was dying away,