The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1908-08-20

heacnlng the MOrehead coal mine
from the outside world is accomplished
by leaving the train at the little vii.
lage of Mckee and driving at right
angles to the railroad Ave miles up a
rocky ravine called Buckles Hollow"
After going this distance the ravine
spreads out and forms basin wherein
are the company store. office, miners
houses and drift mouth of the More
head mine.
A quarter of mile farther on the
ravlne comes to an abrupt end. and
though II is practicable to continue in
the same direction on foot, 1t is i'm
possible to ride or drive farther,
The Morehead mine presents very
unusual appearance. for although there
is every equipment OF modern mine
for the digging of coal, there Is no Wis
ible means of transporting 1t to the
market
In truth, although the Morehead
produces 500 tons of. coal day, not
one bushel of II is ever hauled down
Buckles Hollow. The low, fiat cleo
trio motors come out of one black hole
in the mountain side. drawing after
them long trains of little mine cars
loaded with coal. Then. instead of
leaving them at a tipple to be dumped
into railroad cars, they simply cross
the hollow on low bridge and disap-
pear in another black hole like the
one from which they came.
U,nt. nnAa.ont hoIa ,yaS ahap
doned mine. and the coal was loaded
on cars at Silver Creek at the other
end.
Every day 500 tons of coal disap-
peared into one side of Jones noun
tain and was dumped into railroad
cars on the other side.
was spending my vacatiqr with an
old college chum. George Martin, who
was the superintendent at the More
head.
One day after he had taken me
through the mine. and while we were
sitting in the Office enjoying a smoke
George suddenly said to me: II for
got to tell you, Ned, that my mare
Linnie, has developed into regular
circus performer"
Indeed" l said. What does she
do? Ring the bell and count hand
kerchiefs?'
mot quite as bad as that" he an
swered, I've known how to make
her shake hands and stand up on hei
hind legs for long time, but to top 4
all, this morning when started Il
mount to ride to Mckee she kneelet
down and put her nose to the grount
! as II she wanted to say her prayers
! think she must have been in thu
ring at some time in her career"
Before I could answer my attention
was attracted by horseman gallon
ing at full speed up the hollow towar'
| us.
However. he did not stop at the OF
fee, but passed out of sight towar,
the head of the ravine
II wonder what In the deuce he 1
up tor" calculated George. I've nc
ton to get on Linnie and follow hin
Just to see"
/ remembered the abrupt ending G
the ravine. Il guess he will not G
very far in that direction" l said, IAN
we can hold him up when he come
back"
Thirty minutes later we heard tn
clatter of hoofs and rushed to tn
door, expecting to see our man RI
turning from the head of the ravin,
Instead, there came another hors,
man galloping up the hollow.
We'll this one will not get by S
easily" George said, stepping out int
the road
His action was unnecessary, for tn
launches before us.
Hey, did you fellers see man O
gray hoss?" he shouted.
What do you want to know that for
said George, quietly, for in the moul
tains 1t Is not always best to kno
too much.
Young feller," cried the man. ge
ting red in the face, I'm the sferi
of this county, and that man is a (
gitive. Did you see him or not?"
Yes, we saw him pass here half @
hour ago"
"Then it's all up for me-" said Il
sheriff in hollow voice of despai
He's out of the head of the hollow /
this time, and he'll get up the ridi
into Pennsylvania before | can pc
sibly make up the distance"
What did he dor" I asked.
"He shot two deputies who W;
arrestin hin, for boss stealth" a
swered the man. 1--WE been chasi
him for two days, and there's $4,000 I
ward for him, dead or alive"
How far is it to the state lin
George?" / asked.
Five miles"
III I'd "a gone up Silver cree
stead O followin' him up the HI
low" said the sheriff, II might "a r
up to Powell and headed him off thet
but / was so close | thought sure /
catch him fore he got this far"
Powell is the little village just
. the West Virginia side of the sta
line There's a road from Mckee
Powell by way of Silver creek. Whet