The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-09-09

an down WENT heard ring agin 1.-THE cliff. 1 was
gon' for ard with rush just then an it looked If
the houses all comm out to meet me, an suddenly
1 didn't know nothin' more.''
The professor leaning forward expectantly the
had rasped hands, great beads of perspraon stood
on Coleman s forehead. But he went in low,
voice that never changed its expression.
- When l come to couldn't at first tell whar was
but then saw that was lyin my back, all kivered
with DUST in the middle of lot of brick pots an
rubbish an one of my feet hangin' out the
cliff.
''Thar's where landed' he said, pointing the
canyon. 81 wasn't much hurt to speak on, an got up
onto my feet an looked roun' me''
''Well said the professor, excitedly, eco on! Go
on!'' ~
cit queer sight, tell you' said the guide,
resuming. 81 had to careful, for everything
tiched raised sech dust that it most stranged
Thar them four skeletons close up agin the wall
you see them for they right behind pile
stones Jest to the left big trough made o. wood,
I'd but thar speers with stone he ds an paint
ed jugs, an hangin' on hook long cloth coat
somethn it frnged with claws o. bears an hanged
by string big TOOTH like o. which
There picture o. elephant somethin' on the
wall, an big stick cured like snake with gold eyes
at least it looked like gold heap o. truck in
but inside the houses the dust thick an
stifn' when tiched anythn' tibet I'd hev to out
gon up them careful got the roof of tibet big house.
Thet idge back NOR n hundred feet, an went
further in. AS got used to the dryness an the dark
could bodies-skeetons, at least twenty
sittin' close to the wall; they crouched up an
trapped about with rough cloth ban ages; some
sewed up in hides An then what do you s'pose I
foun'gn
There answer, and he again resumed, quietly:
"a we'll, sir! A WELL sr dug into the solid rock, an
down about ten twelve feet filed with water. could
hear it trckin' bent down an looked in. settn' on
the edge cup, green an shiny after rubbed the
some trouble to get down to the water, but with bit of
rope then found still round my shoulders managed to
get drink; and then to me how am to get out
of this place, anyhow Strange to say jest then felt
current o. cool air a-comn from the back o. the dge
beyon the wall AS went further in the current grew
stronger, an the lidge narrowed down that could
jest squeeze myself long by bendn' somewhat careful
like. At last to hole, an thar the air so
strong jest if it comm chimney only was
cold ice put the cup into pocket an sounded
the hole with my rope It didn't 60 straight down. but
pitch dark, but could make my way long sppn' and
pushn with my elbows All the time the draught kept
stronger but seemed to me it was CROWN warmer
to- and thenI felt somethn pilin' my shoulders an
runnin' down my neck an it sand sand! an the
draught an wind began to die away At first thought
my head would be buried, for the sand ran over my
shoulders an held my arms but found could
keep it back by worin' careful an all the time was
It seemed to me must have gone long for hours when
all at seed little dot of light way down ahead.
mat bigger an the sand pourn past me SO had to fight
to keep ahead of it. Jest I could make out the
trance plain seemed to slip an slide long fghtin'
with my an elbows to keep from stifn' an then
know
seWhen come ag in lynn tibet slope down
thar, an my clothes torn inter rags an thar was
nothin' but sand an shale, an hole at all
whar could have come out Of had to move careful,
the ground shifted easy when turned an thar was
the a-roarin my feet Thet all the story he
continued, IAN it IS true.''
'tWhere were the men'' Professor Jensen asked
f'Thets the strange part in; one heard
tell agin But found Bill Combs body rite over
thar. may have fell the cliff, for all know, an
they may hev been drowned lookin' for him me-
ssWhat about the cupe'' asked the professor.
ssOh, forgot!'' said the guide, drawing out leather
wallet attached to string about his neck 'Thet all
that is left of it,
He put into the professors hand some fragment of
earthenware It glazed both sides like the finest
Chinese pottery The professor sighed
.'Don't tell 'em told you, said the guide. ~ ain
dare tell that story for eight years, reckin.'
'What's that red thing there you pointed outG
said Carter.
esoh' said the guide quickly, 'tthet IS bandanna
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