The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1896-05-27

decided to haul away if none came
within reasonable time The men at
work below had suspended operations
and stood gazing up at us in wonder
ment.
On arriving at our elevated position
overlooking the gulch had noticed a
decided change i'll the weather. A
"chinook" was blowing-those south
westerly winds which temper the eli
mate of the west. changing within a
few hours winter into spring, snow into
water Instead of the binding snow of
the day before, drizzling rain at first
set in, and within an hour had greatly
increased inQuantity. Surely those soft,
gentle winds that bring life to freezing
men and beasts as far east as the Bad
Lands never bring destruction in their
paths.
This will pack and settle tho snow"
remarked one of the miners.
We did not then know what effect
that would have on the Hume This
sluice. which furnished water power
for the mill. did not descend in direct
line, but took diagonal course across
the slope
Bill reached the turbine safely, but
had no room TO spare the conduit. He
told the men below that he felt very
peculiar while making this part of the
descent, fearful that by some chance he
might be fastened there.
On reaching the turbine he fired a
shot, but no reply of any kind was
made. Then he fired two in succession,
and seen the joyful answer. in the
shape Of hammering Oh the metallic
pipe, greeted his ears. The men, poor
fellows. thought the first shot was
breaking timber and listened to it grim
ly. They had braced the building as
we'll as they could, and were awaiting
their fate. When the two reports sound
ed, they felt sure it was a signal, and
Emma Joe Che last worked ut the En-
ma mine) said: Rouse up. boys Here
is rescue sure
At first, they afterward told me, it
had not occurred to them that any one
came down through the conduit They
thought shaft had been sunk and that
the first object encountered was the con-
duit. They ran to it and hammered-a
dull reply, and there was no mistake as
whence it came. Bill could only kick
with his boot
Weak and exhausted they worked
with desperate eagerness, and after
some time removed the turbine Down
dropped Bill among them.
Thank God. it's Governor Bill"
T.. \ Al. Al.
reckless men sobbed with joy.
What's that, Bill?" Joe inquired
Its the SNOW settling There is IA
chinook above. Come, hurry, you fell
lows, and we viii leave this place -
The first man to go attached the rope.
pulled at it and was hauled upward,
And the snow continued to settle.
rope returned.
go ahead, Dill
No, you, ice. fEurTyi'
why, old man, so anxious?''
Just because the fellows above want
to see you, Joe," he almost pleaded.
Joe aft9 S&d said that Bill looked pale
IL 'fliis 'ex and assumed indifference
THE heavy snow might crush the
fume, Bill.
1T won't crush it. y
well, then, here goes Goodby. !"
When Bill replied, Joe said that he
smiled like woman.
Joe barely passed the point where the
wooden fiume was united to the conduit.
The normal strain was separating them,
the angle between them was becoming
sharper and sharper, but he bent his
body and thus passed through. Then
with horrible feeling he thought of
Bill "And this is why he hurried us. "
he groanod.
This was the reason. Bill noticed the
break when he descended, and he knew
what the creaking sounds from the con-
duit meant, but he never told the others.
When Joe reached the surface he barely
whispered. Hurry and lower the ropel"
Too latel
The weight mt the ropes end lodged.
Joe knew where.
And then the miners dug with frenzy,
for Bill was the pride Of the camp.
When the shaft, sunk through the snow,
reached the mill, it was crushed. The
strain upon it due to the watered snow
had been too great. Governor Bill's body
was found revolver in hand, and this
told story. Two days later there was
as impressive a funeral at the Last
Chance camp az WIS ever seen on the
frontier. They buried him, not in wormy
earth. but deep III the fragmentary rock
of played out stopo Of the mine
They will tell you now among the
Cnur d 'Alene mountains Of the govern
or hero Ct the CGur d Haleine, "heart
Of breath "--Lieutepant Herman Hall
in Golfers Weekly.