Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-08-04

skylight high up among the iron ties and
rafters of the roof, all was deep gloom.
Then as he went on rolling up his
sleeves. his right hand rested for a
moment on a hard, knotty place in his
arm
He paused again and laughed pleas
antly as he felt the hard knot of bone
which had formed at the junction of the
fracture
''wen, I saved her dear life, - he
said aloud ''That's something for a
man to think about all the rest of his
life -
He started anu listened.
''What s that?'' he said. ''Why, m
as nervous as an old woman-over ex-
cited, suppose, through beng on the
brink of success. Now, we III soon send q
light through the gloom and make the
place warm and bright.
He struck q match, the tiny flame
quIvered and then burned clearly, and
he set light to the paper and wood in a
little ready-laid furnace.
The wood cracked and spIuttered, and
then as Martin Dene turned o tap in a
pipe low Kissing and humming noise
commenced very softly, making the fire
glow, for pipes were connected with the
was always pressure enough OF a night
for his little experiments.
''HahI' he calculated, ''that's bet
ter, - and he stood watching the little
experimental furnace as the charcoal be-
gan to glow, and he turned on more and
more of the Oxygen-bearing
stream, till the fire grew
from red to orange, from orange to
yellow to pale yellow, to white Of so daz-
zling a nature that his eyes ached with
the bIlliancy of the light which illumined
his countenance, and gave it a look of
triumph, while the black smoke and SCOT
begrimed beams started out in golden
tint, the rusty iron was transformed and
every prominent object seemed to be
bathed in a clarifying stream
How lovely fire ISL he said, as he
gazed at the wonderful rosy and blue
flames which danced above the flaming
silver and paid gold of the burning char
coal. ''Well, yes, it is indirectly for
her, and she will reap the benefit. 1
ought to be happy and full of joy.
''Bah! what an idiot am! ready 10
pine and peak like q spoiled child because
cannot get everything l want.
Work, man, work! It's the true cure
for all heartaches, the great talisman
for all evils. Work! 1t is not love, but
work that makes the world go round.
and the old song is WORCESTERSHIRE. -
He turned now with feverish energy to
the task of charging small fire. clay cru
chile with rough iron, and before long
the flames we're playing upon this and
urged by the blast to so intense heat
that before very long the iron began to
turn of cherry red, then yellow, then
it were only lead.
CHOW, - he said, - let me put this
simply and plainly before myself, and cut
away all the surplusage and confusion of
my old experiments. What l have to do
is to burn out of this iron all its i'm
purities by means of the oxygen of the
air which I shall force into it from the
blast pipe. If 1 succeed [ shall have
done wonders If l fail
eff 1 fail. Hah! What shall I do
then?
''Try again, - he cried ana he bent
over his work, feeding the fire with little
pieces of charcoal, directing the blast
and keeping it up so as to maintain a ire
mendous heat.
How long he had been engaged he
could not tell-hOurs perhaps-when sud
denly he started and turned round.
What was that?'' he said nervously,
and he crossed to the door and looked
out, for it had seemed to him that the
latch had been raised, and clicked as it
fell back Clancy - he answered as
he looked out into the darkness and saw
that all was still around, while the glow
from distant furnaces played upward on
the dense clouds of smoke which flOated
above the town. eff feel so nervous over
this night 5 work, undertaken in all hon
esty, - he said half laughingIy, Chow
must a guilty man feel?' He had
closed the door and hesitated about
fastening it. ''There can be no
need - he said. ''Perhaps Mr..
Swift may come later on, I hope he
will He walked quickly back over the
ashen floor and directed his attention to
his crucibIe once more, satisfying him
self that it was the proper heat before
making arrangements for his final task.
This was the most crucial part, and the
result of long study and experiment, and
vet, like all great things, it was ex-
tremely simple. His heart beat fast as
he stopped the blast which played into
fire, adjusted q fire clay tube to the
blast-pipe, placed the end in the liquid
metal, and then half covered the pot
with bit of fire-clay.
$50 far so good, - he said. CHOW l
must keep this fire up by piling on more
charcoal Hail How tiresome?' For
as he stopped down TO the great basket
of iron by the furnace he found that in
his eagerness and excitement he had
gone on piling up charcoal till he had
emptied the supply. eff 1 |
only had Dan Il here now, - he muttered,
as, hurriedly catching up box, he went |
through q small door at the far side of
the great building to reach store of the |
fuel piled mp outside.
As the dooriclOsed behind him the fur |
race light grew less and less, for the |
blast which had made it glow and roar
had been turned off, and the great place |
once more relapsed into obscurIty.
He seemed to have been very quick, |
for his dark figure came hurrIedly. back |
back into the place to look hurriedly |
'ound, utter an impatient exclamation, |
and then go towards the outer door, !
which was suddenly thrown OpeIi% There |
vas n rush of many feet, low, falter- I
ng cry, and then rapid blows seemed to |
,al on yielding flesh and unyielding |
bone, as half a dozen dimly seen shadowy |
forms glided here and there.
Then one figure was seen to stagNr-f
away from the group farther into the |
darkness toward the side of the place, |
Ind to fall with dun heavy thud close.
% pile OF old IRON
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