The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1901-08-10
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J6nts and Their Cows

I other, and falling sand and earth she
was precipitated downward for (as she.
belieyed) a mile ar Two, and fell, accom-
panied by clouds Of dirt and sand. fat
On her back in queer, dark. cold nlace
all smelly, into which the pale starlight
11lckered strangely through the hole left
by her entrance.
thinking that she had most certainly
landed in the Inferno, IViki-tikf groane6
and shut her eyes. At which. Shorty
Jones, seated on big block of silver in,
one corner of the cave, his eyes poppine-
out of his head in the first genuine fright
he had ever known in his adventurous
life, let out in his relief a string of oaths
that would have made a burro-driver
green with envy. For, while he had,
found the great lost NINE and in it
CROUCH wealth to make ten men mil
lionaires, he could not find the little fox
hole through which he had crawled into
the mysterious cavern, had about a
thimbleful of water left, and was, alto
gether, on his very decided "uppers." Ada
to all of the above the sight of a bar.
barlcally clad Indian maiden falling from
nowhere on to his head, as it were-no
wonder poor Shorty swore.
|. Within few minutes the two, by the
aid Of pantomiming and much broken
spanish, arrived at a mutual understand
ing. Wiki-tiki had her bonds and band
ages removed, and she privately thought,
as she gaZed upon her fair-faced, blue
eyed deliverer, that a saint himself had
been sent by the Virgin to help her.
While as for poor, thirsty Shorty-upon
nearing her tale of woe, and of the water
cooling at the other end Of the passage
through which she had been precipitated
uron him-he, in turn, thought that a
dusky angel had been sent to him, and
that, If they ever got out 20. k with
the treasure, he would marry her himself,
by the jumping John Henry Rogers. And.
With her looks he would take her to New
York-yes, and to Paris and London, and
she'd take the shine out of all of them.
Which he, in his excitement impaired to.
WTiki-tiki; who, not understanding, said,
Isl, 81, senor,' and gazed at him in shy
alteration.
Well, it. all turned out properly. Now
that a helpmeet had, as it were, been
sent to him from above, Shorty felt
that it behooved him to get out, and that
quickly, if the two were to save them
selves and the treasure. And while he
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could carry, Wiki-tiki hunted about for,
some way of exit, which she found in the
shape of a very narrow animals burrow
AT the same time it was found that the;
great stone on which her feet rested, an6
which their movement had dislodged,
was ingeniously contrived and placed ON
groove, which made 1t open and shut at
will by certain pressure. And when the
fxvo (ont ;rer
armor-covered skeletons which lay in one
corner of the cave). they covered every
trace to the caverns, and, having already
pushed the great stone into position, flied
up the cavity with fresh earth and other
wise smoothed out their tracks Then.
taking the water bottle, they made haste
to flee. BY dawn they were far away.
and soon thereafter were made man and
wife. I may state, incidentally, that they
lived happily thereafter, and, were 1 to
mention their real names, you would afy
once recognize them as two of our richest
and most aristOcratic representatives in
a great European city, where they cut
great swath, and where the beautiful
Mexican wife, of the millionaire, Mr.
Blank, is greatly admired and run after.
Words fail when it comes to telling of
the bewilderment of those mighty
shamans, Intiwa and Nampeo, when, as
cending the hill to release their victim tlxe
next morning, they found her gone, taea
hole closed and no traces remaining
They realized that devils had taken her
for their own, and, with one hand on.
their scalps, and the other on their
charms and fetiches, they silently fled.
down the till, and ran for miles before
stopping. And not for millions can an In
dian be hired to approach within five
miles of the "accursed hilr' with its mys-
FERROUS cross; the token Of. fabulous
wealth, of which the four skeletons alone
remain to tell the tale Of the "Great Tur-
quoise. &c. Cunningham Terry, In the
ArgOnaut.