News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1900-01-24

Inc gOt0 lCdS benCdh ana around as, an
iron bound bOTeS.
side my rubber clothes Then | thought
good to see exactly what was going to
happen and slipped through the hatch
after Cameron
We were in Corinth's strong room
The gold was beneath and around us,
in iron bound boxes, built together like
the bricks of a wall. Cameron lifted an
end of one of the boxes and nodded his
helmeted head toward me impatiently
took hold, and together we swung it
up through the water and out through
the matches. Then he scrambled up him
self, and | followed Again we lifted
the box, treading with care along the
Shiny alleyways so as not to foul our
air pipes | could feel the bones of the
dead shift beneath my feet, and my
chest was tight with labor In spite of
the buoyancy of the water, the box of
gold was as much as the pair of US could
struggle along with.
At last, with infinite trouble, we
came out through the companion hatch
and lowered the box with a rope down
to the bed of slime below We followed
it, lifting it between US again and wal
lowed on with it through the morass Of
slime. The heritage of the sea brushed
our shoulders as we struggled on The
skeletons of the dead stood sentinel
along our path and the golden silence
Of the water crushed into my spirit. We
held our way right round the steamer $
bows, and there, against her keel, we
came upon pit. 1t had been dug
through the slime with infinite labor
and shored up with plankin9. With a
rope we lowered the gold chest down
into the pit and Cameron followed.
switched on my lamp and saw him
heaving and thrusting it down gallery
which led far beneath the iron sheath
ing of the wreck. A shovel lay against
a sea shrub at the lip of the pit | took
it in my hand. was away from the
world of air in this lonely world of wa
ter Cameron and | were the only hu-
man occupants, with none to overlook
us, and felt that ought to be on my
guard against him From his point Of
view it was clear | knew too much
Presently he returned from out of the
pit and was about to go back again
round the bows of the steamer, but
touched him with my shovel and he
turned Then l pointed to the front
glass of my helmet, and he came up
close and pee1ed at my face, and as
quickly recoiled. Then again he came
toward me-this time with clinched
9sts-but | menaced him with the up
lifted shovel and he kept his distance.
How l longed for speech then to say to
MIN what wished
For a full minute we stared at one
another and then with sudden gesture
he picked fragment of stone from the
ground and wrote a message on the
rusted plating of the wreck
"Hold your tongue, Mac, l read,
land you shall share.
~ wrote labori2us reply with the
peak of the shovel, "Cannot deal with
you. Am bound to employers.
He scrubbed "e25. 900" and watched
my face.
shook my head inside the helmet
He wrote 1890, 900" and looked at
me again.
wrote "Not for e270, 000." saw
he was ready to spring upon me and
held the shovel edge above my shoulder
handy to cut him down.
He considered for minute and then
.,,s1
kill her. She knows. She never liked
the idea, but l persuaded her into it.
We wanted to marry, we wanted to be