Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1910-01-08

forms. when his supporters
than he had believed remained
crowded to his Sides Good" he said
Now, boys, we're going to overcome
The Bull and his gang Are you
ready Are you armed?"
The Mutineers Subdued.
Many of the II on Eddy's side had
knives and clubs, broken from the
supports of the cave, from which they
few hours. Each grasped whatever
weapon he had Then come on"
said Eddy. quietly but firmly.
His little band dashed forward
through the darkness It was an UNI
precedented entry into battle, IS
though the two foes had been blind
folded 1t was indeed a game of
blindman's buff, but one played in
deadly earnest As one man met an
other there was shout, and then the
sound of blows falling, of bowls of
pain and rage, and cries of agony as
club fell across a head
Eddy found The Bull who had a
club as long as his body, big knotty
stick of cedar. He flung it about his
head as he and Eddy came together,
and it would have killed the other If
he had not fortunately caught the
blow on his left arm glancing, so that
he was scarcely hurt at all. He closed
in on 1.-THE Bull" who was a giant in
strength. but he would have had no
chance to win but for the timely inter
vention of Antoniese. who wrenched
THE Bulls" club from him and
brought it down on the giants head
with a crunch 1.-THE Bull" yelled, his
arms, that had been crushing Eddy's
body, relaxed, and he fell in a heap on
the ground
They bound his hands and feet and
threw him into a corner. The rest of
his crowd had been subdued by Eddy's
supporters and were mostly on their
knees, promising, through battered,
bloody lips, to obey Eddy's orders.
The critical moment had been passed
These men were in that tomb for
week altogether. The last two days
! of their Incarceration found Eddy
among the sick himself. but Waite
and Antoniese saw that he was well
taken care of, even though they them
selves had to eat their boots finally
to keep themselves alive.
Last Hours of Suspense.
Some of the men kept diaries. one
of them having found in pocket
| some pieces of paper and a stub of a
pencil. which they took in turns.
1t was the water in the well, the
seeping ooze. that kept them from
knowing the hideous tortures of thirst
The Bull subdued, sore and
wounded, lay in the corner unspoken
to by the others They brought him
water, and when it got too low to dip
out they carried him to the well.
where he could lie down and lick a
few drops up from the earth. They
would have liked to kill him, this
thief, but they were merciful. Any
way, he, like the rest of them, would
not last much longer.
Seven days from the day they went
INTO their tomb, and when they were
stretched out, weak, on the floor OF
the place waiting for death, some one
heard a sound. At first he paid no at
tention to it. believing it part of the
dream they had all had at one time or
another-a dream that rescue had
come.
But then others heard it. Some one
| raised his tired emaciated body from
| the floor and staggered to the wall.
| He called family, "Hello," There was
an answer.
The papers have told the rest, how
| the rescuers found them and carried
them out. all alive but one little
| Frenchman, who died as they brought
! him to the air.
The chapter is closed and the mine
| is sealed, but there's one part of the
story that these fellows will tell over
| and again-that's the part about the
! fight in the dark.