The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1906-05-10
Looks very like a hold stone chap

Looks VERY like q hold stone chap
ell, my lord"
"Stone chapel! Stone prison. you
mean. However, it has a roof and
three sides. We will occupy it, Will
liam."
Eyes, me lord"
The old ruin to which they had ac-
~cidentally found the way was one Of
the relics of an ancient %barbaric power,
the truth concerning which is vaguely
guessed at by students of today.
Inside this strange place, the en-
trance to which was nearly the entire
open front, the stones having here
fallen down, there were the charred
remains of what had once been a fire.
and other evidences that the natives
had adopted the ancient ruin for their
modern worship, even though they
were ignorant of it's early uses.
Lord Chugmough threw the deer
down on the earthen floor.
William" he said. lit must occur
men,"
"Hit as, me lord. VERY true"
Il wish, William, that our friends
had not been socareless and lost them
selves. Judging from present indica-
tons, we are going to have a storm,
and they may be less fortunate than
ourselves in finding shelter. If they
had not been so reckless-if they had
kept closer to us, william"
Yes, me lord" said William, think
ing that the portly Sir Galloping Grace
and others of the party would have
some difficulty in keeping close up
with Lord Chugmough.
William" said the English sports
man, ito be prepared for emergencies,
you had better gather some sticks
while they are dry. You know, Will
liam, that we have beer in similar sit
uations before. and our greatest trou-
BILE has always been in trying to make
wet sticks burn"
Very true, me lord; they most
Railways splutter some"
William began at once, just outside
the solid Enclosure, to gather wood,
and he was none too soon, for the gale
had become so furious and the sky so
black that it seemed impossible for
even the old ruin to remain standing,
and with a sudden BOOM" the rain
began to fall in torrents.
The wind walled and shrieked
around the thick stone walls, and the
slanting roof of thatch and hide SEEM
ed in danger of being carried away
But the ruined temple was not more
than twenty-five feet high at the high
est point, and the trees that lowered
above it and bent before the awful
blast broke it's power. so that down
in its sheltered spot the fastenings of
the roof held good, and the Interior Of
the old temple was dry and comfort
able.
All day it rained, and at night Will
liam made a fire of a portion of the
wood he had gathered. and another
chunk of the appetizing venison was
swung into it to roast.
All night it stormed. and torrents of
water rushed down the mountain past
the stone ruin, where Lord Chug-
mough and William slept as calmly
and as peacefully as they would in
their beds on board the Cheerway, or
at Chugmough Heath, where, in fact.
they slept most uncomfortably OF all.
And another day worse than the
first followed. and Lord Chugmough
began to wonder if the mOnotOny of It
would last much longer.
1t was the evening of the second day
of the storm, and Lord Chugmough sat
smoking in one corner of the stone
ruin, and William a preparing tho
usual meal of venison, when, in the
gloom. a peculiar shadow doomed up in
the opening at the end. Lord Chug-
mough at once saw that it was a man
carrying a heavy burden.
He seized his rife and took aim.
(To be continued.)