The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-12-07
CHAPTER XIlI.-Continued.

That he meant every word he spoke
felt convinced, and his enthusiasm
was contagious. My blood leaped
within me at this call to action; all
lethargy fled, and with it every dead
ening thought CT her who had so sud.
denly woven about me the meshes Of
her power. False or true, laid, wife
or widow, my duty as a soldier to my
commander and the army to which
belonged, blotted out all else. Even
as this new rush of determination
swept over me, above us there
sounded clearly the dashing music Of
a military band in the strains of a
Strauss waltz, and we could dis
tinguish the muffled shuffling of many
feet on the oaken floo. overhead
Cations chance remark about the great
ball to be given that evening by Off
GERS of the headquarters staff recur-
red to my memory
That dancing up there will help us,
Jed | said quickly. my mind now
active to grasp ever detail "You
say there is a chance for escape from
your cell? Then give me your hand,
and help me to crawl through that
hole"
IT was narrow squeeze for q man
OF my size, yet | crept through with.
out great difficulty, al fornd myself
" tho n ~
which, as | judged hastily from feel
ing about me, was similar in shape
and extent to the one T.. which | had
been confined. Bungay, however, per
mitted me little time for exploration.
Grasping me firmly by the arm, and
feeling his way along the wall he
CROPPED across to the other side.
There's a mighty big stone chimbly
comes down yere, Cap" he whispered.
An Their openin' ter take out SCOT an
ashes Is up thar, jist blow Their
fluer. It's sheet-iron pan, | reckon,
Their way 1t feels; an it must be thar
they put a niger In ter clean Their
chimbly whin it gifts stuffed up. I
could git up thar alone, but couldn't
@ no work, but tibet thar pan ought
ter cum out all right Dew We think
ye cud hol' me up, Cap? I'm purity
durn heavy"
smiled in the darkness at the lit.
tie fellows egotism. and lifting him as
might child poised him lightly
upon my shoulder. He struggled a
moment to steady himself against The
wall, and then | could feel him tug
ging eagerly at something which ap-
peared to yield slowly to his efforts
As he worked, a dense shower of dust
and SCOT caused me to close my eyes.
She's comm all right" he said,
cheerfully, putting with his exertions,
but | reckon as how this chimbly
amt bin cleaned out since Their war
begun Hold up yer right han. Can,
an git blame good grip on her. fer
she's almighty full, anil wanter go
down sorter easy like"
! 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 shoet.iron pan
silently to the floor
'Roon 'nough yere fer two men ter
oncet." chuckled my companion. in
rare delight THE chief in silence
strobe before Yere goes"
His weight left my shoulders there
vas a 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 Wen begin
our VICE"
He grasped my wrists with a
strength which | had no conception
the little fellow possessed. There was
moments GREATNESS struggle, and
] 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 hat
| gone up little. finding foot-lodgmen
upon the uneven s,oncs of which tn,
! chimney was constructed For a mo
ment we rested thus motonless, bota
breathing heavily and listening to thu
music and shuffling of feet now almos
CEon level with our heads.
Tho noise, which was strong ana
continuous. rendered discovery from
any mlsstep highly improbable. and a
delay was dangerous neither OF us wa
disposed to linger long.
BE ye all ready, Cap?" questlone,
Bungay, bending his head doNn. "Fe
II ye be, I'm a goln' up"
"All right" answered strugglin
to my knees In the narrow space
only take II slow, Jed. I'm trifl
bigger man than you. and this
rather close quarters.
Wal, yes, maybe a matter of
poun' er two" he retorted, and the mes
moment ! could hear him scrapin
his way upward, feeling for footbol
upon the irregular layers OF stone.
'ollo~ed. pressing my knees firml
,rainat the rough wall and trustin