The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-09-28

It got within q few feet of the bottom OF
the shaft. the man leaned over and called
to the engineer, Il smell dead man
They carried This dreadful thing which
had months before been a living, breath
ing man up, and the shaft was avoided ait
er that, fer the uneasy ghost was said 10
haunt the spot.
Do you know the difference between
drift and ''stope,' A drift Is pas
sageway On one level. When passage Is
made above il, like one apartment over an
other, it becomes stope. The illustra-
ton shows the manner OF timbering slopes
When at last we reached daylight and
removed our mining tcgs in Suiivan'5
office, the foreman, with grim smile,
opened Il cupboard door and displayed his
arsenal There were at least 40 win
chesters polished, glittering and wicked
What for? In case OF any troabie, he
carelessly answered Is he locked the door
Life of the Miners.
The Little Johnny turning out 100 tons
a day. Nine hours shift for the men
So so day. glittering arsenal in case
of trouble. There's the whole story.
well, / can only say that wish every
man who tolls down there in the darkness
might make fortune for himself, l said
as passed a group OF miners at the shaft
house door.
Thank you, ma'am," answered one,
"but we never viii. The harder we work,
the poore we grow"
The ex Mining company has done one
good thing for its men. 1t permits no
saloons on its property.
Leadville has lost some of the features
Of a mining camp and has adopted many
of the frills and airs OF a city. 1t is not
so crude Us Cripple Creek, still it yet pos
sesses the delightfully."- free and easy atmos-
phere of the breezy west TO marked de-
gree. Faro and fights are yet known
within its precincts, and State street Is as
lawless as Green street used TO be in New
York. 1t is common sight OF an even
ing to behold the dancehouse girls and
women of kindred complexion sitting in
all the bravery OF their warpaint in the
front windows posing for the benefit of
the miners who come in town at night
anxious to blow in that dearly earned
So &c. But the most ghastly phase OF this
wretched business. and one which believe
TO be entirely indigenous to Leadville, are
the yawning graves in its deSoiate GENE
terry, waiting for these women OF the
streets.
The Waiting Graves.
1t is impossible to dig graves there in
winter on account of the frost stiffened
earth, and so through the late summer and
early autumn months the gravediggers
catacomb one corner of the cemetery with
these hideous openings. Nothing more
frightful, more awful, can be imagined
than these rows of waiting graves lying
there under the shadow of those terrible
mountains, implacable as fate. These
women die rapidly, and provision must be
made for them. | was told that they Off
ciatc as pallbearers TO their unfortunate
sisters. What must be their feelings as
they stand by one Of these graves, with the
ghostly snow heaped about them and the
chills from the mountain peaks sweeping
down the breath of ice thousands of years
old to kiss their painted facesa Whose
turn next" must be the grewsome ques-
ton whispered on the icy wind.
Texas Jacks Resting Place.
In this same dreary, lonely cemetery. in
retired corner, among solemn pines, |
found the neglected grave of Texas Jack.
A simple pine slab painted white marks
the spot aud tells US that the place is
SACRED TO TUE MEMORY