Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-09-30

A. hs worked, : dense shower Of dust
and SCOT caused mo to close my eyes.
"she's comm al right" he said.
cheerfully, putting with his exertions,
"but I reckon as how this chimbly
amt bin cleaned out since Their war
begun. Hold up yer right ham, Cap.
an git . blame good grip ON her. fer
she's almighty full, anil wanter 90
down sorter easy like"
l did as he suggested, bracing my.
self to meet his movements, as he
stood straining on my shoulders, and
in another moment had succeeded
in lowering the large shcet-iron pan
silently to the floor.
Room 'nough we're fer two men ter
oncst." chuckled my companion, In
rare delight. The chief in silence
strobe before Yers goes"
His weight left my shoulders; there
was slight scramble, another shower
Of dirt, then the sound Of his voice
once more.
Lift up yer hans, Cap: dig in yer
toes on Their stones, an we'll begin
our VICE"
He grasped my wrists with .
strength which had no conception
the little fellow possessed. There was
q moments GREATNESS struggle, and
l squirmed through the opening, and
lay painting on the flat slabs which
composed the foot of the great funnel.
To afford me more room Bungay had
gone up little. finding foot-lodgment
upon the uneven stones Of which the
chimney was constructed. For no
ment we rested thus motionless, both
breathing heavily and listening to the
music and shuffling of feet now almost
upon level with our heads.
The noise, which was strong and
continuous. rendered discovery from
any misstep highly improbable, and as
delay was dangerous neither of us was
disposed to linger long.
BE ye all ready Cap?" questioned
Bungay. bending his head down. Fer
If We be, I'm goin' up"
"All right" I answered, struggling
to my knees in the narrow space;
"only take it slow, Jed. I'm trifle
bigger man than you, and this is
rather close quarters"
oval, yes, maybe matter Of =
poun' or two" he retorted, and the next
moment I could hear him scraping
his way upward. feeling for foothold
upon the irregular layers of stone. I
followed. pressing my knees firmly
against the rough wall, and trusting
more to my hands than feet for Sc
curity against falling. There was
evidently a fireplace of some kind on
the first floor, with a considerable
opening leading from it into the chin
ney We were scaling, for as Jed slow
ly passed, could perceive sudden
CLEAN Of light streaming across his
face from the glare Of the lamps with
IN. He glanced anxiously that way,
upward.
A moment later I came opposite
that same beam Of radiance. and
cautiously peered down the sloped
opening that led to the disused fire
place. All I could perceive was q
pair of legs. evidently those of a cav
airy officer, judging from the broad
yellow stripe down the seam of the
light-blue trousers, and the high boots
ornamented with rowel spurs. He
stood leaning carelessly against the
mantel, talking with some one just
beyond the range Of my vision.
At that moment the music ceased
suddenly, and afraid to proceed until
1t should strike Up again, I braced
myself securely on projecting stone
and bent my head over the orifice un-
til could catch portion of the con-
versation being carried on by my un-
conscious neighbours.
mo-" said the cavalryman. gruffly.
and apparently in reply to some previ-
GUS question, ''the fellow was most
devilish obstinate; wouldn't tell tho
first thing; even threat Of treat
ing him as spy and hanging him
outright proved of no avail. But
Sheridan's theory is that Lee has or
dered Longstreet to hit our rear,
while he makes direct attack in
front. That's why the old man pro-
poses to get in his work first, and
we march at daylight to form con-
uection with Hancock. By Jove,