Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1911-11-30
CHAPTER xIII.-contInued.

CHAPTER xIll.-continued
That he meant every word he spoke
felt convinced, and his enthusiasm
was contagious. My bloc leaped
within me at this call to action; all
lethargy fled. and with II every dead.
ening thought Of her who had so sud.
denly woven about me the meshes Of
her power. False or true. riaid. wife
or widow, my duty as q 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
q military band IN the strains Of a
Strauss's 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 every 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 q narrow squeeze for a man
OF my size. yet crept through with
out great difficulty, al found myself
ir the dense darkness Of room
which, as / judged hastily from feel.
ing about me, was similar in shape
and extent to the one L. 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
groped across to the other side.
There's a mighty big stone chimbly
comes down yere. Cap" he whispered
IAN Their openin' ter take out SCOT an
ashes is up thar. fist blow Their
fluer. It's a sheet-iron pan, reckon,
Their way It feels; an It must be thar
they put niger in t.. clean Their
chlmbly whin It gifts stuffed up.
could git up thar alone. but couldn't
% no work, but thet thar pan ought
ter cum out all right Dew ye think
ye cud hor me up. Cap? I'm purity
durn heavy"
! smiled In the darkness at the lit
tlc fellows egotism, and lifting him as
I might q child, poised him lightly
upon my shoulder. He struggled a
moment to steady himself against the
wall. and then could feel him tug
Sing eagerly at something which ap-
peared to yield slowly to his efforts
As he worked, dense shower Of dust
and SCOT caused me to close my eyes.
"She's q comm all 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 han. Cap.
an git q blame good grip on her. fer
she's almighty full, anil wanter go
down sorter easy like"
did as he suggested, braclng my
self to meet his movements, as he
stood straining on my shoulders. and
in another moment had succeeded
in lowering the large sheet.iron pan
silently to the floor.
Room 'nough yere fer two men ter
oncet," chuckled my companion, in
rare delight 1.-The chief in silence
strobe before Yere goes"
His weight left my shoulders; there
was 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 .ther stones. an wen beEln
our VICE"
He grasped my wrists with
strength which ] had no conception
the little fellow possessed. There was
q moments breathless struggle. and
! squlrmed through tn: opening, and
lay painting on the fiat slabs which
composed the foot Of the great funnel.
To afford me more room Bungay had
gone up a little. finding foot-lodgment
upon the uneven stones Of which the
chimney was constructed. For q mo-
ment We rested thus motionless. both
breathing heavily and listening 20 the
music and shutting Of feet now almost
iron q level With our heads.
Ths noise, which was strong and
.c1nGnuont. rendered discovery IRON
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