The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-03-11

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MAKING frantic efforts to cling to the edge
OF the cliff. But his hold was too slight
1 9Il the rock crumbled under his grasp.
,hlnout uttertng word or sound OF any
klha hllkat fell headlonR into the mad
water beneath.
After few seconds he came to the sur
lace Barnes rushed to one of the PACK
thules Tor rope, but it was too late. Three,
TOUR, nve times did klikat swing around in
q spiral course that gradually grew nearer
tne center OF the great funnel, at the same
time making frantic efforts to swim out of
IL. But 1t was labor lost. With a move
ment that looked like a sudden twist he
shot into the very center Of the vortex
FOR one brief moment he spun around
IKE top, and then-down he went with
the pillar OF foam, out of sight into the
death.
For some seconds it seemed as If the great
ravenous funnel had been satiated. The
cavity filled with water and was silent.
But It was short safety. 1t quickly opened
lts dark and unfathomable depths again as
wide as before and gave out a roaring snore
that made the very mountains tremble
Cautiously we three withdrew from the
edge OF the preciplce. 1t certainly was not
safe place TO linRer.
ell, remarked Leger with sigh-for
ne had been rather fond of the coed natured
lndian-"that's the last Wen ever see of
poor Klikakn
YES" observed Barnes. but IL the
iates had decided that his time was up. why,
he had to go. 1t was certainly kind of them
to take him off in that expeditions aud
Ouslness-ltke manner, saving US the trouble
OF digging a grave and burial and all that.
guess he's buried deeper right now than
most humans get to be-"
we Immediately retraced our steps a dis
lance OF about five miles, aud on reaching a
lower altitude discovered some very good
passes leading to the northwest. We had
decided to abandon the main divide and
proceed direct to the Kootenai country and
hootenai lake in British Columbia. After
many hardships and much roughing it
through wilderness hitherto almost IN
known TO civilized men we at last reached
the south shore Of Lake Kootenai Two of
my PACK mules and my pony mad died on
the Journey, leaving us only one beast of
burden, the Indians cayuse, which l be-
strobe after Klikat's death, and the two
horses ridden by Barnes aud Leger.
We found no human habItation near the
lake at the point where we struck the shores
other than the burrow OF an old Indian
doubtless fugitive from justice. The alb
or1gine owned large and very rudely con-
structed canoe, and as it was our desire to
cross over to the west shore Of the lake,
where some rich placer ground had been
reported, we rented the Indians craft
owner and all, and after securing our
horses and the mule i'll q retired SPOT with
fairly good grass, we started across the
lake
just before sundown we anchored on the
west shore and pulled the canoe out OF the
water. A strong breeze was dra wing down
over the water from the northesst-a very
unusual thing, by the way. We at once
began preparations for a camp fire and it
was while in the act of gathering dry drift
wood along the shore that Deger discov-
cred very CHASTITY object lying in the
water within six feet OF land.
1t was the corpse of a man-an Indian.
Leger at once called US to him. and to-
gether we dragged the body ashore. The
face Of the dead WAS badly bruised and
torn and utterly disfigured. The body was
very much bloated, too, and all we could
see for a certainty was that the corpse was
the remains Of an Indian.
Hold on" suddenly exclaimed Barnes,
as he bent over the dead body and cut
something from the neck-a piece of ragged
cloth. by -p he cried, as he raised him
self erect and held up the article mentioned.
This is the remnant of my silk handker-
chief, which l gave to poor Klikat to cover
the cash he cut on his neck by that dead
limb one day-do you remember9 And see !
Right here in this corner is my monogram,
Y. B., worked in silk"
Ii was 50. We all recognized the slken
rag, and we all knew that the corpse before
us was the dead body of KlikAr, who had
fallen into the funnel Of that awful su 5ter-
ranean river, fully 200 miles away, far up
in the Rockies of Northern Montana And
yet here was his corpse. between which and
the big -hole-in-the- water there is not the
slightest connection, so far as mortal eyes
can see. How came he to Lake KooEenai,
and how long had he been there7
We buried poor Klikat on bit of rising
ground about fifty yards from the lake
shore, and Phil Barnes assisted in digging
and filling In the grave.