The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1907-03-26
REG. CORYELL'S JACK
RESCUEDFROMSN
An Old Idaho Miner, Here for
a Few Days, Tells the
Story.
PEEK k-A-B00'S ESCAPE
FROM TEMPORARY PRISON
MackereI Barrel Slaves Used as
Runners for the Starving
Little Animal.


gernalist fer about FIVE minutes, " said
an old Idaho miner TO q Tribune re-
porter last night,
"Why such an ambition7' oueried
the scribe
'' Cause I'd like to tell the world
about the rescue oil Reg. Coryell S jack
ass. Peeka boo.
who's Reg. Coryell and what s the
story of the rescue3'
"Well. sir, 1 II tell you. Reg, Coryell
is the owner of the Oxarna mine. which
Custer, Ida. Last fall Reg. bought 4
little. measly, lopeared jack from
nomad who wandered up into Custer,
payin the round sum of S5 for the
same. 1t was his intention to make
q pack animal of his purchase, and to
mine, where he already had three horses
stabbed.
''When winter set in in earnest,
Coryell. who was then at the mine, or
dered one OF his men 10 take the live
stock down TO Custer to be cared for
gets thirty or forty feet deep up at
the mine, and Reg. warn't goin to have
them animals showed in for the winter,
1.-The man went off 10 execute the
order of the boss, and nothing more
was thought of the mattcr-that is, for
bet there was somethin thought about
IL.
Everybody had left the mine
savin an barrin' Coryell and his sec
retary-a young fellow named Jeffrey.
The reason they ddn' leave was be-
they woke up they found the whole
bloomin' country under about forty |
feet Of snow.
''As luck would have ii, the prison
ers had fair supply o grub, couple |
o copies o the War Cry and a greasy |
shape TO make the best o the situation /
till he'll came. One mornin about /
daylight the two unfortunates were |
aroused from their slumbers by a rau-
cous roar an rumble which seemed to
come from the bowels the earth.
Now. there s the place in the story |
where / most regret that I ain Z ger |
nslist. ID like to describe the roar
that greeted the ears o them hapless
miners on the mornin I speak Of, In
attemptin' TO describe it themselves
they simply throw their hands up an
quit. it would seem there amt no
description fer it-unless, % course.
you re A gernalist,
Sat UP in Bed
''Wel, sir, the first effect o that
awful subterranean disturbance was 10
his n TO sit up in bed and stare at each
other. About the time they got thor
oughly awake that terrible sub.
dane growl against the prevailin con
dition o things broke forth agin. and
then the truth flashed on EN-. Beyond
a doubt the mighty wall o. woe ema
mated from the agitsted soul Of Peek
a-boo The man who had taken the
other animals down the mountain had
overlooked the diminutive jack and he
had spent three weeks in a stall on a
diet of snow balls.
f'The work of rescue began at once
The miners ran an incline cut from the
door of the cabin 10 the surface of the
snow and. with forty-foot pole sharp
ened at one end, began prospectin for
the roof OF the stable where Peek-a
boo was in solitary confinement When
to sink a vertical shaft, ore % 'em
wieldin the shovel an the other haul
in up the loosened snow with bucket
1t took 'em all day to reach bedrock:
that is TO say, the roof of the stable
Through this they smashed a hole with
was wrapped in the warm embrace Of
his rescuers. So delighted was The fam
ished quadruped that he felt it ncum-
bent on himself to emit a few notes o.
JOY. Takin in a full breath, he pro.
ceeded TO voice his gratitude, a per
Tey scamperin' up the vertical shaft
and up to the cabin, boldn' their hands
to their ears and quakip in every fiber
o their bein s. IT was beyond the
power o human bein's to stand for
that nerve-racki below
ffFor two days the men dumped
canned beans, corn meal dough and
stewed prunes down the shaft and Peek
a-boo gradually returned to his normal
condition of health and spirits. Then,
on the third day after the rescue, they
heard another voice in the wilderness
It was the voice of old Bill Oster at
the head of Justice Of the Peace Smith
end Mckenzie, the saloon man, comm
up the mountain loaded down with
snow shoes an things 70 take the pris-
pners down to civilization.
Wanted Peek-a-Boo.
EfHere tough proposition presented
itself That feller Coryell swore he
wouldn 't move an inch down the noun,
tain without his pet, Peek a boo Go
on, boys says he, with tears a.stream-
in down his face; go on an save
last prune with poor ole Peek a boo. an
then we twain will lie down am die
together 1t were A whole lot pathet-
&c to see Reg; a-standin' there, pintin'
down the hill, an tellin' the boys to
go on. AS a matter o. fact, Reg. is
reformed poet One Of the touchin' lit.
tie epics which he once dashed off re-.
gardin' a couple o. lovers was as fol
lows;
They were driftin down the river
A-settin in the stern.
He held her hand in hls'n
She held his hand in hern.'
"Well. sir, Of course the gang didn u
intend to leave Reg am Peek "a hoo
TO perish in the snow; SO they went to
work to get that entombed ass out %
the hole. To lift him mp through the
vertical shaft proved impracticable
after few trials; so they ran q tun-
mel from the cabin to the stable, and
in few hours led Peek boo out into
the light o. day.
Now new difficulty presented it.
self, for that bloomin' burro, with his
sharD little feet, couldn't walk on the