Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1899-01-31

hoarse that his voice did not pass
through the crevice in the rock. He
tried again and again and at last gave
up in despair.
Then another thought entered his
brain. Feeling over the floor, he final
ly found a pebble and tried to throw
it through the assure, but this was also
an im~possibility. The opening was too
long and irregular for anything to be
thrown through it, and 1t sloped down
ward SO gradually that the pebble
would not roll.
Then Gielow thought of something
else. He took off one of his white
linen cuffs. He coiled it tightly, and
tied 1t with a thread from the lining of
his crayat. He believed he would be
able to push it through the crack by a
certain .~contriyance he had in mind.
Then he paused to reflect, and finally
decided that he would write some mes
sage on the cuff, some appeal to the
world at large for help. But how to
write it was the first thing to be decided,
for, on going through his pockets, he
could find nothing but his penknife.
He believed he could, if his hand were
strong enough, cut the letters into the
linen, but would they be noticed by a
casual observer? Then a thought came
to him, which may have been suggested
by an incident in some romantic novel
he had read in his youth. He would
write it in his own blood.
Gielow did not finch as he thrust the
knife blade into his wrist. Compared
to the agony of his whole being, the
slight pricking sensation was nothing.
Then, when the blood had flowed out
and stood in a big drop on his left wrist,
he began to write his message with the
knife blade. 1t was difficult work even
for a skillful artist, for his hand shook
as II with ague, and his strength was al
most gone. Here is what he wrote,
economizing in words, for his space was
limited:
"Innocent. Confined by c. BantinnL I
Take to police: ARTHuR GeIELoW."
Then. rolling the cuff tightly and.
tying 1T with the thread, he hurriedly
pushed 1t into the crack. He was
afraid the couple would rise and walk
on. According to his calculations the
roll lodged just beyond the reach of his
fingers and then he set about to COM
plete his operation.
he tore his handkerchief into shreds
and tying the ends together he made
q long string. Then holding pieces Of
straw to his hand he tightly wrapped
them with the strings till he had con-
structed a rod Of straw about four feet
In length. With this, after many fail
ures, he finally pushed the cuff through
the crevice. He saw it fall from the
rock, strike something and leap into the
sunlit space. For an instant it was
lost to sight, and then he saw it roll
into the roadway about 20 feet from the
pair on the bench. They happened to
be gazing into each others eyes and did
not see 1t. Then a carriage, the driver
OF which wore a high hat and a blue
coat with brass buttons, whirled past.
The hoofs of the horses knocked the
blood-stained messenger out of Gielow's
sight.
His heart sank within him. Trem-
blingly he took off his remaining cuff,
but the blood drop had become smeared
and dry on his wrist, and his right
hand shook pitifully.
Its no USE" he said, with a groan.
Again he peered through the crevice.
The sun seemed to be going down. The
lovers had risen. and, arm in arm, were
strolling away. For a few moments
GielOY Law m~otion1esc On 4ba etro,y
then he tried to replace the wedge Of
stone to hide the opening from Ban
tinni, but he vas so weak hat it fell
from his nerveless fingers.
All at once it grew dark about him.
He felt as if he were being tossed on the
bosom OF an angry sea.
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