Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-07-12
LADIES' DAY IN CARBURY kIINE-BY CASPAR DAY

politeness and it is only to be said, not
DONE"
''Doing Is much better than saying. No.
don't fight me: put your head down and
be quiet Take care; you will scratch
nay sore hand"'
Good for you! 1 hate Kisses averred
Maryte.
''You can learn. You would have to
learn, anyway, before you are married
with me. for it is my way to kiss every
body a great deal"
II don't believe it. Else why-that
night by the willow trees"
II am sure I do not know. Probably l
forgot; l am never bashful."
Il should not say SO. indeed.
VERY good. 1t was a bad beginning l
made, but today is left, and tomorrow
The n ords touched a strain of melan-
choly, the underlying fatalism bred in
present generations. The girl sighed.
God DEGREES. Mikol. This is a danger
Gus place: perhaps tomorrow will not be"
Antan. my own brother. is outside. and
SO are many others. and they will get us
When will they Gomez"
soon, l expect. They have counted
by now and found who is gone. even if
Malukas could not tell them about you.
ten minutes
II am tired, tired Waiting is harder
for ME because l am not used to the
Mines
Lean upon me. then. I am tough like
thick tree; you need not be afraid.
You become tired, Maryte. Stand ZIP
and move little. The air Is better at
the. top. The stiffness will go out Of
your knees with walking"
Slowly and with pains they paced the
IT, f14 olctr, ,oti nc
only by touch.
The heavy time dragged on. No well
come sound OF pick and sledge reached
the imprisoned pair, and Mikors secret
hope grew less, although his words were
brave. His hurts, too, panied him so that
the mere endurance was a drain upon his
strength.
Fortunately. the violent conclusion of
the rock falls had driven the deadly
damp outward before the chamber was
monoxide remained to cause racking
pain in the head. a drowsy faintness.
Mikol fought the lethargy' with all his
might.
II saw a house that I would like to
rent. Wake up and listen or shall think
you will make a bad wife, careless
houSekeeper."
well? Oh. I am sleepy. sleepy. You
are very kind, Mikol; now let me rest"
'In the middle of the morning? 1t is
not II o'clock yet. LaZiness.'
1T must bs evening, think. Look at
your watch and see.
81 have matches. but ii would be dan
'gerouS to strike one. There may be more
Of the gas than at first: you cannot tell.
Still. I am sure it Is early. You may think
1t is long time. but know it cannot be
an hour. They would have found us in
an hour
Listen. listen. girl. What is that like
to you? ! think hear something.
Il hear. Like an iron button dropped in
a teacup, I should say What makes it:
What does it mean?"
"Men digging make it. That is our fell
lows. Maryte. hammering with picks on
the rock. Did I not tell you?
They listened again. The blows were
faint, evidently very far away; the fall
must be many yards through.
Call to them. They may think we are
not here and go off,
Mikol shouted. The tapping strokes
went on then presently ceased.
''They are going!' gasped the girl.
Mikol was on his feet; she sank beside
him, clutchng at his knees. DO some
thing. Do something! Hammer on the
rock Something! 1 cannot have them
go!''
With madness that was more despair
than hops. Szirdelis caught up rough
stone and smote the broken rock-face.
The blow made little noise. The stone
slipped from his fingers. On his hands
and knees he CROPPED for it again. scrap
ing his burned hands mercilessly The
stone was gone: not to b. found. Some
thing else met his touch. He grasped an
iron rail-end. projecting some ten inches
from the shattered. rock
"Gerai!'' he called. IAN right!'
With a small fragment he drummed
I, 70 A oir eyla a ~ h.aaf
lie struck a dozen more blows and was
answered BY a jubilant salvo. The picks
few at the rock again. MikoI beat in
march time. and a march answered him;
wild tattoo brought back a wilder.
Blows began upon the sid toward the
loop: then. later. upon the fall al the
upper end. Rising courage strengthened
the prisoners; the girl, at Mikors direc-