Bisbee daily review., 1906-07-22
MA MAC AT THROTTLE 0F 4 HOIST
 ENGINE
A Nevada Miner Has Thrilling Experience in the Jumpink
 Jack Mine.

hundred foot shaft for two hours, with a maniac at the throttle of the hoist l ing machine, Is the experience youch- safed for Jack Wright, a miner employ ed In the Jumping Jack mine at Man hattan, Nevada. two weeks ago.
 Wright came up from the lower lev els to eat his lunch in the sunshine. At one o'clock he stepped upon the bucket" hy which his companions had already dropped back to work. and sig naled to the engineer at the hoist, who was in plain view. to lower him. The latter, John Pugh by name, start | ed to comply. He had released the brake. and the big drum about which the cable was coiled made several rev. hoist house.
 "Stp that bucket." he cried.
 Pugh, lis eyes glued to the paving out cable, paid no attention. Perry, the former engineer at the hoist, had been fired several weeks before for drunkenness, and ever since he had been lounging in harmless drunken befuddlement about the works. "Wa;t minute"
 Stop the bucket" repeated Per ry.
 Wait a minute till I get Jack down." said Pugh, with conciliatory manner.
 Stop that bucket" said Perry. There was something so insistiye | in the cammand that. this time. Pugh muzzle of a forty-five Colts, behind ! vx-hfah FYxyn mt nf fhilr CnnGnfl with maniacial frenzy, glared. 1 Wait just a minute" Pugh started to say. trying to gai ntime.
 | Perry gnashed his teeth. placed the cold muzzle upon Pugh's temple. and cooked the gun. Pugh put on the brakes. turned On his heel. jumped out of the rear window. and went down the hill to get help.
 Perry calmly established himself upon the vacated stool, his cooked six shooter conyenitnely at hand. He re- | leased the brake. The drum began to revolve, slowly at first, then faster, | till 1t hummed. Then, just as the eX, tremity of the cable was almost reach | ed, Perry jammed on the brakes, re- | leased them, jammed them on again, and brought the thing to a stop. just at the place on the cable where a piece of twine showed the reaching | of the lowest level. Immediately, | however, he threw the electric con | troller forward a notch. then another, then full on. and the drum began tc reyolve in the other direction. Up wound the cable. tn edrum fairly bug zing. Perry kept his eyes on the shaft. Suddenly the bucket whizzed out of the opening, up into sunlight. Perry threw off the controller, snap ped on the brakes, and the bucket stopped. bare six inches from the | top of the gallows frame. Then of came the brakes. and down swoOped the bucket into the shaft again. When 1 it got down, it came dp again; when | it was up it went down again-all at i Yertiginous speed And this is the game that for two hours, alone upon the top of Gold Hill. the mad engia- ger played. \ Dizzy Ride.
 As for Wright. meanwhile, he was not having a nice time. When Pugh had made his discreet exist, he had found himself in a motionless bucket, swinging idly between two levels. He was just reaching over to ring twp bells for further descent. when the bucket started down. E-sfac- tion was of short duration, however. Down dropped the bucket at a speen that jumped Wright's heart into his mouth. There was bi gdrows of per spiration upon his honest brow when the thing stonned with a jerk. He was just on the point of clamoring drow. when -'z-z-z-z-z-z'-the bucket began to slide upward. The speed in creased to a mad one. This time he was sure there was something wrong, and SO, ver-- wisely he dropped to the bottom of the bucket. making himself 0s sr'Nli as n0ssibie, and archoring himself with his feet and back. In ha shot: a stream of golden sunlight blinded him: he had faint vision of the scaffolding above and then, ist as he made uD his mird he was dead--the bucket stopped. It swung a second there. then down it went again, with a dizzying swoop.
 The impressions of Wright during the next two hours might be very in fe-estine-onIy. he didn't have any impressions. About on his third mad trip np and down the shaft. he dis cretely shut his eyes and tainted away. He doesn't call 1t "fainting" AbC odfS AC Jloe Sot oO ulL~ zy" did h eget. indeed. that 1t took most of half day to revive him, and even now he zig-zags crazily as he walks. and swears he will never again be caught many kind of an elevator
 sprsng Upon Him
 Meanwhile. Pugh was walking and running down the hill toward town. The first man he met there was L. NJ Sullivan, the principal owner of the Jumping Jack mine. The two men started back up the hill. When they reached the top, they psered into the hoist-house through the back window which had served for Pugh's precipit- ous exist. From there they could see Perry intent upon his work, alternate ly putting on power and brake. The machine buzzed and the cable whiz- zed. and looking at the mouth of the shaft, they could see at regular inter vals the bucket shoot up and down again. It seemed empty, and they thought Wright dead.
 The concentration with which Per