The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-10-19

tunnel into veritable steam retort.
"Assuredly the subterranean force
that elected the water in the main
spring has found new outlet here"
said Prof. Mellins.
"But, professor, that amt the
phenom what amazes us. Just you
listen to the internal racket"
Even as the miner spoke decided
rumbling resounded within the tun-
mel; it grated on the ears and ap-
peared to emanate from the very
bowels of the earth. The three men
were silent; the mysterious workings
of natures unseen and powerful
forces appalled, them. Another cloud
of steam spurted up; another grind
ing roar; it reverberatel in jerky,
hollow manner, then dwindled away
to an almost metallic gurgle. The
miners bronzed faces turned a shade
paler.
"Boys, this is wonderful, wonder
full! If DR.. Endlin were only here!
Trumpeting elements! have it. I'll
telephone him. He can not afford
to miss the opportunity of beholding
this odd spectacle" Impulsive
Prof. Mellins let his enthusiasm
have full sway; and with the final
rumbling sound echoing in his ears, he
dashed madly down the hill to the
hotel.
His Impotence and anxiety caused
him to speak harshly TO the "hello"
girls, and by the time he got San
Francisco his mind was turbulent
Nevertheless telephone facilities in
the Far West eventually bring about
the desired connections, and Prof.
Mellins' heart beat rapturously as
he recognized DIR. Endlin's voice over
the wire.
"Yes, this is I, Mellins; am at
Steamboat Springs, New. Big earth
quake here last night. Springs went
dry, but cracked other big assures in
earth's surface. Subterranean rum
blings plainly audible. Come up at
once; bring Profs. Smith and Landers.
Wonderful, l. tell you-it's wonderful.
Hurry!"
DR.. Endlin, the noted geologist,
placed deal of confidence in Prof.
Mellins, and as he felt the earth
quake in San Francisco, he thought
the professor certainly had due rea-
son for his graphic phone message.
"All right, Mellins, Wen be up in the
morning"
Greatest recent phenomenon, doc
tor, guarantee you.'
Thank you, Professor, will be
glad to investigate it. See you in the
morning. G.ood-by."
"Good-by."
Prof. Mellins paced nervously be-
tween the dry basin of the late
Queen of the Springs and that fresh
creyice at the tunnel. He heard with
satisfaction the irregularly repeated
rumbles, denoting unparalleled in
terror disturbances.
Hours will slip by, no matter how
tedious the minutes hang. DR.. End
lin, with Profs. Smith and Landers and
a couple of newspaper reporters,
alighted the following morning from
the bright yellow "V. & T." coaches.
Prof. Mellins greeted them with de-
light, his rudy face beaming as only
n mans can who has played the stel-
lar part in commendable act.
Time was n valuable item to these
scientists, and. directly after u light
lunch, the party sailed forth to in
vestigate the outbursts of Dame
Nature. Prof. Mellins piloted them
to the gaping hole where the madly
boiling waters were so suddenly and
completely ingulfed. This ostensible
fact duly impressed the learned men,
and they examined everything in a
practiced and professional manner.
but we fail to hear the internal
explosions, Prof. Mellins."
"Ah, that you soon will, DIR. Endl;n;
pray, accompany me up this hill, and
will conduct you to the spot"
Now, various reports had spread
rapidly and over wide field in regard
to this shaking up of the earth at
Steamboat Springs. Accounts varied
from faint rumor describing a
dried-up spring to the disappearance
of the whole Steamboat station. 1t
depended, of course, on the number
of times the tale had been repeated.
Curiosity got the better of a number
of these good people, consequently the
scientists beheld at least a score of
men and women persistently following
their wake.
The assures still zigzagged into the
tunnel; hot, vapory clouds hung over
the crevice; but the activity of the
steam jets could not be compared
with those of the proceeding day.
Prof. Mellins looked slightly crest
fallen. The two prospectors not
having a reputation at stake, took a
cheerier view of things. Besides, they
were not excruciatingly eager to have
their bonanza tunnel forever filed
with steam and uncanny noises echo
ing through it. Therefore, after a
few minutes spent in silently and
fruitiessly endeavoring to catch a
subterranean crash, one of the pros
pectors interceded with; "Well, Doc,
this here phenom kinder goes by fits
and starts, and it pears to be restin'
betwixt fit and n start right now;
but just you wait SPELL"