The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-11-22

band, of all the rescued was ready to be taken to his home. Subacus and his brother John were among the first sur yivors to reach the surface
 Survivors Story.
 A reporter, led by a Lithuanian inter- preter. found Mrs. Subacus the happiest woman in Cherry, shoveling coal out of the little bin in the back yard She was humming cheerily at her work and read fly led the way into the house.
 In bedroom were Subacus on the bed, the three youngsters, the oldest years, peertng at his blackened face and arms through the bars at the foot of their fathers resting place.
 A Catholic sister was present to see that the patient, bolstered up apparently by all the pillows in the place, did not overeat His story was simple and direct
 At o'clock last Saturday the pit boss came to measure my work in the north west entry on the south side of the en- try. After he went I waited for the team to come for the coal, but in two hours it had not come, so I started to find out what was the matter.
 Petty soon I saw smoke and felt that the ventilating fan had stopped. The Ire had been burning for an hour, but that was the first I knew of 1t. started to
  about 21 in all, and MT. Eddy led us away back where had been working. Then we tried to throw up a barrier, but 1t was pitch dark and we did not get along well. All the time we breathed bad gas. I had nothing to eat of my own, but I chewed bark and drank water. We got the water by making little holes in the bottom of the entry. We made five of these holes and there was always some nfnA .f 4I1>rra That's how all the coal dust got into our boards, because we always were trying to drink"
 What did you do all those days you were penned in?'
 Were Much Worried.
 Why. we all said goodby to each other and my brother worried much At first the English among us sang songs and the Italians were all the time pray ing, but after while we were all too weak to more than crawl about.
 Nobody reached us today-we reached them. We wanted more water and we were always falling over things, like mules So, on that account we walked about 10 feet apart, so as not to fall on each other The last fall in nearly doctors fearing they would eat too much our way through an aperture scarcely big enough to hold us We were dreadfully weak, for we had breathed much poison. Then We saw the rescuers who had come down. There was no cheering. We just sat down and let them take care of us That was all. Nobody had voice enough to cheer, and hardly enough to talk.'
 Subacus was the only man allowed to go to his home for several hours, the doctors fearing he would eat too much But the Lithuanian grew so excited at being kept from his wife and children that it was held best to allow him to have his own way.
 George Eddy, hero among the heroes who escaped from the St. Paul mines, in the darkness and despair of his position managed to write few words of encour- agement to his wife. The letter follows:
 Eddy's Letter.
 November IA. Dear Wife and Children:
 T write these few lines to you, and | think it will be for the last time, I have tried to get out twice, but was drove back. There seems to be no hope for us. I came down the shaft yes terday to help to save the mems lives. I hope the men got out was saved. We'll Lizzie, if I am found dead, take me to bury me in Streator, and move back Keep Esther and Clarence and Jimmy to- gether as much as you can. hope they will not forget their father, so I win bid you all goodby, and God bless you al "GEORGE EDDY"