Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-03-13

sisted between them. At the end of the second day we had shifted to Cur rvs Window every movable powder, yet the top of the heap was still great distance from the window. We could not pile one stone on the top of another, owing to their smoothneSs and round- neSs The base of this pile had to be made broad. We had to use for the ped
 iment many of our precious stones. With our two fishing rods, or rather the butts of them, the bones of the sheep and the scanty bits of sound timber found in the cave, we proposed now to make a ladder, but soon dismissed that notion. The ladder would have been much too short for our purpose. as we found after very careful calculation. II fear you are right. Jack. '' 1 said at last one evening as we sat ruminating by the fire. Tomorrow we must be- gin cutting steps in the rock. It is too bad to think that all your labor was thrown away" Those first steps that Jack cut were now useless, being GOV cred hy the powder stones.
 There is better plan than that, said he Tn the lesser cavern there is one fine beam of timber, which is quite sound when you get to the depth of two or three inches. It is far too heavy for us to roll into the water, but we might cut it into movable lengths and get the piece through the tunnel. I think that is our plan. but it will be long and hard work, for the beam is mahogany" We agreed to adopt that plan and to set to work in the morning. l, for my own part, made proposition of different kind. It was to send out message at tached to one of the seals. After lit tie consultation we hit upon good way of doing so. To write letter was easy enough. 1 had paper, bit of pointed stick, hard fiber of seaweed, anything at all indeed, would do for pen, and our own veins supply the ink. But how send this letter out attached to seal and at the same time preserve it from the water and render it conspicu- ous and noticeable to any one observing the letter carrier. We were not long in discovering the right plan. Jack had carefully preserved every portion of that unfortunate sheep which might be put to any conceivable purpose. The bones, such of them as were not still enveloped in mutton, were in a place by them selves. The entrails, dried and twisted, were now strong cords. Among the oth- CT relics of the sheep he had preserved the bladder. It was just the thing for our purpose. We would put our letter into the bladder, blow it out, bind the mouth of it firmly with twine and at
 tach the bladder to our seal. So the letter would be preserved from the ac- tion of the water, and any one seeing our seal would see also the bladder float
 ing behind him when he rose to the sur face. The seal would in that case be certainly pursued till shot. Jack, who was very sentimental, and indeed natu- rally so, about his herd of seals, did not quite like the plan, but finally con- scented to the immolation of one. We selected seal called No Good. He was tame enough, but SO far as Jack and myself were concerned d bad fisher man. In fact. he could never be taught to bring in a fish at all. though being young he was one of the liveliest of our nerd. This unproductive member of the family was selected to be the bearer of our letter. Next morning we wrote our letter and fastened the bladder to one of No Goods legs, leaving length