The Sentinel=record., 1909-11-21

that we had been in the mine only about twenty-four hours" How the imprisoned men sucked water out of coal and climbed over dead burros, was told by Francisco zanparini, 2S years old, an Italian miner He said:
 AS I remember, the first knew about the fire was about p. m. My partner called to me and asked If l smelled smoke. I told him did and we started down the road toward the cage to see what was the matter We were working in vein No. 2, on the northwest side.
 When we got down toward the cage, the smoke became so thick that we ran back. We went way back to the end of the mine and then closed ourselves in one of the chambers, which had four galleries.
 We had our lamps and kept them lit The air was not bad then, as it kept circulating. On Monday our lights would not burn and from then until today we were in darkness.
 q would have given a months pay for loaf of bread. We managed to get enough water from the sides of the gallery for the first few days, but soon this gave out and we thought we would have to die of thirst. Several of the men tried sucking handsful of coal off the floor and in this way mohstened their lips and tongues
 Tn all, We made about twenty at tempts to get out, but 1t was no use. This morning seevn of us started out of the room and when we went short distance the smell was awful. We passed over a lot of dead burros on Ithe way. They were scattered all over We must have passed forty of them. think the burros became fran tic from hack of water and stampeded, then got tangled in heap and died. Our courage diminished hast Sun day night when one fellow died Since then we have passed our time alter nately in gloom and merriment When some would get Respondent the oth- CTS would try to joke and cheer them up.
 Most of them talked of their fam flies and wondered what they were doing. have mother and father in Italy and l thought of them, When got out of the mine I felt all right ex- cept being horribly hungry and thir- sty." Zannarini spoke no English and gave his account to an interpreter.
 George Eddy, a hero among the he roes, who escaped from the St. Paul mines. in the darkness and despair of his position, made shift to write few words of courage to his wife. The letter follows:
 November 14-iDear Wife and Chil- dren: I write these few lines to you and l think it will be for the last time. have tried to get out twice, but was drove back. There seems to be no hope for us I came down this shaft yesterday to help to save the mems lives. I hope the men I got out were saved. We'll, Lizzie, if am found dead, take me to bury me In Smeator and move back.
 Keep Esther and Clarence and Jimmie together as much as you can l hope they will not forget their fath- CT, so will bid you all good, bye and God bless you all
 GEORGE EDDY"
 On the reverse side of this letter, written on a leaf torn from note book, was the following from Walter Waite
 November live, the undersign- ed, do not blame any one for the acci- dent that happened to pen us in here and we believe that everybody has done all in their power to relieve us. With best wishes to all concerned It is signed by Waite and eighteen others.
 George Semmerich's inexperienced efforts to make the contents of his lunch pail last as long as possible, threw a light on the extremities to which the prisoners were reduced,
 Semmerich's pail contained four slices of bread, one piece of pie and a huge dill pickle. Semmerichs esti- mate of how long this food would last proved woefully wrong, for deducting what he gave to others, 1t had all dis appeared within twenty-four hours.
 Fortunately the prisoner still had unimpaired plug of tobacco From this he extracted all the nourishment possible and then swallowed the quid.
 This diet kept his stomach in so feyerish a condition that for three