Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1896-06-20
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light gray coat and russell shoes. She
pushed on, intending when she had
come him to call and warn him of pos
sible danger. The rope with which he
had moved the lever to loosen the con-
tents of the last car hung ut his side,
and was still swinging from his touch.
He was evidently scenting the grain for
a suspicion Of moldiness.
Suddenly, before she was within hall
ing distance, though she was not far
from position directly above the SUI
perintendent, she saw black form
shoot out from behind heavy upright
timber directly behind him. The
stranger snealed toward the door of
the bin, into which part of his intended
victims body still protruded.
The lame girls heart almost stood
still with fright. She sank to the mar
row platform, and crouching there in
the upper darkness, watched helplessly
the struggle going on below.
The stranger had leaped upon the
superintendent, and was attempting to
throw him into the bin; but Mr.. Girls
void fought bravely for his life. Once,
twice he was almost n victor, but his
assailant had him at n disadvantage.
Already his head and shoulders we're
hanging over the dark abyss into which
n carload of yellow wheat had sunk and
made no impression on the great space.
Chunk! came sound above her head.
Annie realized with a shudder that an
other car had been brought into posi-
ton over the trap-door, and was ready
to be dumped.
The stranger below had almost over
come the superintendent, and she saw
The scoundrel glance sidewise toward
the rope which moved the lever.
Like n flash there came upon her for
the first time n realization what ter
rible deed was intended. The body Of
the superintendent, hurled into the bin,
would be covered with the flood of grain,
and his fate would be unknown for days,
and perhaps for weeks and months.
1t was but a second now before the
end would come. Already the assallant
had pushed off the superintendent's
hands, and she saw body and limbs dis
appear through the narrow door. She
could not hear it fall on the soft mass
of grain beneath, but she knew it was
there.
The assassin tugged at the door. He
had nothing to do now but to close and
fasten it and pull the lever; and then
thousands of bushels of wheat would
bury the unfortunate man as firmly
and fatally as though the car above
should itself fall into the cavern.
Annie sprang to her feet and gazed
a moment helplessly about her. Then
there met her glance the long lever
reaching out over the bin. If it only
could be held! If the trap-door were
kept closed it would keep back the
grain, and the superintendent might be
saved.
The stranger below had nearly closed
the thick door. In a moment he would
pull the slender rope.
She looked at the lever A weight on
the end over the bin would prevent tho
traps moving; there was but one way
| to accomplish it-she must hold it her
self.
On hands and knees she climbed to the
edge of the bin; then, reaching far out
on the pole which moved the door, she
took a firm grasp. A little tremble told
her that the door had been closed by
the stranger, and she fearlessly swung
off!
The slender pole bent and swayed
with her weight, and she shuddered lest
the lever should still work. If it did,
she would be swept down into the abyss
over which she hung helplessly. and
the stream of grain pouring upon her
| would 1aotb fr Iar %o
the superintendent.
Her small, thin arms and hands were
weak. Already the muscles of her
wrists were aching with the strain.
Twitch went the lever. The assassin
was jerking the rope. Again and again
she felt the jerk, but still the little pole
did not rise with her enough to loosen
the trap-door. Although the whole af-
fair had occupied but a moment, it
seemed to have been hours. In an in
stant longer she must loosen her hold,
and then
The man was evidently growing i'm
power. There followed n cracking
sound; the lever broke, and she was
falling through the darkness, the broken
piece of the lever still in her hands.
AS soon as she realized anything fur
ther she was sliding down an inclined
plane of wheat, and a mans voice, that
of the superintendent, was saying some
thing to her
Far above they could see the gleam
of the electric light streaming over the
edge of the bin, with flour dust floating
in like mOtPS in n sunbaon
81 saw him throw you in," sobbed the
child, FAN now they'll cover us both!"
mo, they WON'T" answered the super
intendent. "The trainmen Will have to
fix the lever first, and they'll look about
to see what's the matter"
Presently the door through which he
had fallen was opened, and lantern
was swung in, followed IN moment by
trainman's head.
"Hello!" called the man. "What's the
matter down there? ?"