The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1893-11-10

De out OF the way OF s.Ie burning wind
lass II II fell. Walden had dragged
after him the bucket containing the
candles and pick. you see | am not
TO have any serious trouble in dispos-
ing Of my 'hoisting works." he said,
grimly.
Manettc locked serious.
u set that rope on fire. ! know I did.
! wonder what Dickon will say TO me?
! am SO sorry"
Poor fellow! He cursed his fate.
Here he was, desperately in love with
a girl who, in her innocence. was in
wiling him to an avowal. and in the
one situation where every spark Of
manlincss in him kept him from max
ing It, If she refused him she could
not get away; and he knew they would
have TO stay in their trap until the
ishm came in the morning. for OF
all things it was most unlikely they
would be found by the men Hale would
send out to look for them.
Manette had been resting on the side
OF the bucket, and now she arose and
looked about her.
rs there anything can get for youi
that ] can get?" ne added.
We'll. yes-a chair"
That's easy"
lie took the pick. and breaking into
the loosened part Of the side OF
the drift he dug away persistently
for n few minutes and then turned
for admiration. He had followed
out quite a comfortable niche, and
Manette sat down in it with a sigh
OF comfort. He had made it large and
roomy, thinking that she might very
likely have to spend the night there,
and had crashed down large pieces Of
rock in doing it, that brought small
ones in their train. Some of these the
girl picked up.
II am going to take some specimens
away from your mine 70 put in my
cabinet" said she. II have pieces OF
ore from all the mines about here"
DO" he said, bitterly.
He leaned against the wall and
looked at her. lie thought he had
never seen her look so pretty.
While he was looking, wondering
what thought had stilled those fea.
lures for the moment, she gave a sud.
den little gasping cry, and sprang at
him.
Jack she said. 'Jackw-and the
thrill Of his spoken name on her lips,
and the clasp of her hands on his arm.
nearly took his breath. 1--WE are the
greatest fools! There's a ladder back
yonder. in that new hole you called =
WINCH or something. saw it."
$50 there is" He was almost as ex-
as she; and then he gave a second
thought: "But IL can't be long
enough" He wouldn't let himself
think that 1t a although he knew
the men would o have a short
ladder down an inclined plane like
that. lie remembered how it had
stuck out, and that he had noticed that
It was a jointed ladder, made especially
use in mines where operating space
small. He never stinted his work.
men in the price Of necessary tools, and
they were e~xtravagant for 50 small q
liz WIN NuouCttC ny tuC MANU- Is
she had been Ia child, and,
almost running, they vent around into
The new drift and en- to the ladder.
How Walden blessed his free-and-easy
toward the men and their expen.
iitures, as he pulled out and unfolded
The patent painted thing. and saw that
I was twenty-five feet long!
1t was the work Of twenty minutes to
larry it to the bottom Of the shaft and
climb out Five minutes more saw
trotting slowly out into the road
home. Except that Walden's
hands were not ov~erclean. there wa
title TO show that they had ever left
heir saddles.
Dickon was on the veranda a. they
,ame up, and he looked at them q
1t was almost dark, and they
we're all reminded Of that first evening
when Walden had brought Mancttc
home Perhaps that gave an added
,ordiali,y to Mr.. Hale's invitation to
Manettc seconded it with .
,lance-and he stayed.
IL really must ask Mrs. Blair for
soap and water" he said, with .
ook at his hands.
what in the world, Walden. have
you been doing?" Dickon said. "Your
iands look like a miners"
Il have been getting Miss Hale some
'pecimens," he said, quietly.
YES" she said II have them here.
am thinking of buying q mine"
They had made each other under
stand, in that brief minute, hat their
adventure was to be theirs; nobody
Use was to have a share in IT.
II was eleven o'clock that night wheE
Walden opened his bedroom door Mt the
iotcl, and he started back In amaze
nent as he faced two excited, red-faced
Irishmcn with a sack Of something
ield gingerly between them.
well, boys, what's wanted?" he said.
III We Place, Mister Walden" Cassidy
aid, in a stage whisper, we've sthruck
I rich.'
"Arrah now" Peters put in, I'VE
lidn't at all. Somebody has struck II
u the moine. and thried to Are it"
.An' to stale the new ladderl" inter.
Cassidy.
whats all this about?" Walden
managed to say.
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