Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-03-11

A light flashed suddenly in his face
binding him for Il moment.
Soon he saw that they were in {
broad. bare cellar: three men in heavy
black boards were in earnest conversa'
ton with several of his captors; al
were gcsticulating fercely.
His Newport companion enlightened
him between puffs of the pipe he wa:
struggling with. Here's where W.
say goodby. young fellow. We turr
you over to these gents, whoever the!
are. You go into the village gay will
these 'swabs' by the sewer line,
guess" TruXton pricked up his ears
THE old man has had a hole chopped
in the sewer here, they tell me, and its
snap to get into the city. Not very
clean or neat, but it gets you there
Well. so long, They're ready, | see
They don't monkey long when they've
got thing to do.
In another moment his guardianship
was transferred; he was being hurried
across the cellar toward an open door
way. Down few stone steps he was
led by the bearded crew, and then
pushed through hole in what APP
peared to be a heavy brick wall. He
realized at once where ne was. The
gurgle of running water came up To
him. 1t was the great sewer that ran
from the hills through the heart of the
city. flushed continuously by a divert
ed mountain stream that swept down
from above.
He did not know how long they
traversed the chill sewer. In time
however. the water got deeper; rats
began to scurry along the sides Of tine
circle or to swim frantically on in
front of the disturbers.
At last the strange journey ended
They came to a niche in the Shiny
wall Up into this the men climbed
The man above was cautiously tapping
on what appeared to be solid masonry
To Kings surprise a section of the
wall suddenly opened before them. He
was seized from above by strong hands
and literally jerked through the hole
up narrow steps and then into long
dimly lighted room. in the center OF
which stood long table.
He was passed on into small room
adjoining. Some one, speaking In
English. told him to sit down. The
gag was removed from his stiff, in
famed mouth.
Fetch him some water" said a
voice that he was sure he recognized
a high. querulouS voice.
Hello. Spantz!" articulated TruXton
turning to the black bearded, bent fig
ure.
There was an instant of silence
Then Spantz spoke. with a soft laugh:
You will not know so much tomor-
row, Herr King. Give him water
man. He cannot talk with a dry
throat"
King was pushed out into the larger
room. where he was confronted by a
crowd of bewhiskered men and snaky
eyed women with most intellectual nose
glasses. 1t required but a glance to
convince him that the whiskers were
false
For nearly an hour he was probed
with questions concerning his business
in Edelweiss. Threats followed close
upon his unsatisfactory answers
though they were absolutely truthful
We'll find a way to make you talk
tomorrow. my friend. Starving is not
pleasant"
You would not starve me!" he
cried.
NO. You will have the pleasure OF
starving yourself" said a thin eyed
fellow whom he afterwards knew as
Peter Brutus.
He was thrown back into the little
room. To his surprise and sratifica-
tion The bonds on his wrists were re-
moved.
He found match i'm his box and
struck it, There was no article of fur
niture. The floor was bare, the walls
green with age. A chimney hole in the
ceiling was perhaps the only means by
which fresh air could reach this dreary
place. Sleep was claiming his senses
He made pillow of his coat and
stretched his weary bones upon the
relentless floor.
NO one will ever know" he muir
INJURED. his last waking thought being
Of II dear one at home.