The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1911-02-21
LOST IN THE
CATACOMBS
By GROVER J. GRIFFIN
Copyright by American Press Asso-
citation. 1911.
By GROVER J. GRIFE

tlc Eternal City and the localities
af which the incidents | read about
occurred. ! wished to go over the
seven hills on which the city had been
brilt; | wished TO see the Forum, the
home OF the vestal virgins, the spot
where Castor and Pol.ux appeared,
marked now by the ruins of their
temple: / wished TO see the Coliseum,
the triumphal arches. the Pantheon.
Above all. desired to go down into
the catacombs where the early Chris
tians secretly deposited their dead
The time finally came when 1 reach
I'd the object of my desires. j visited
Rome. On the steamer crossing the
Atlantic and later steaming over the
Mediterranean / met Marian Cham
bcTs. and. sitting on deck moonlight
nights with her. caught from her a
tcver-the fever Of love. BY the time
We reached Gibraltar / was down, and
during the whole voyage from there
10 Naples I was very i'll with this irri-
tating disease. i was cured on the
homeopathic principal that like cures
like The love of the girl given in
gradually increased doses put me in 4
normal condition.
By the time we reached Rome I was
ready to enjoy the sights / had count
Cd on seeing ever since ] began TO
study Latin. And now j had n loved
20 -icf-
catacombs that had interested me
most l reserved till the last. Marian
and had a fancy for slipping
away from those we Travelled with
and going sightseeing together. One
morning we took carriage, drove out
on the Appian way and stopped at the
entrance of those subterranean pas
sages / had long wished to explore.
We were in time 10 join n party
about to descend. were each given a
wax taper, and n monk in n white
cOwl. who was TO pilot us. led us
down a stone staircase at the bottom
Of which were the catacombs.
We followed the taper light process
sion for awhile, but finally-at the
time I would not tell how it happened.
but now i am an old married man
will admit that / was never happy for
half an hour at a time without q kiss
from my Marian. and j led her away
from the others for the purpose of
taking one. AS soon as this object
had been accomplished we started on
after the others. Immediately we
came to a split in the passage. and the
party had gone so far that we could
not tell which of the two avenues they
had taken. Making choice Of the left
hand passage. we ran as fast as we
could. only 10 find new splits and
turns and corners, but not the party.
We were lost.
People have been lost before in these
underground burial places and have
narrated their experiences. In our
case there is something different from
any of them. ] had box of matches
~ my pocket that | carried for cigar
lighters. We also had two tapers. As
soon as / realized that we were lost l
put out both the tapcrS. and. being in
small open space where was a Chris
tian's skeleton in a sarcophaGus. we
sat down on the latter to think.
What WnE,d be the result of our thus
being lost underground: We would
not be mis- hy the party we lad
Joined. for We knew rot one OF them
Parties were long through the cata-
combs every day, brI would they hap
pen to come our way: BESIDES, we
might starve before we were discov-
cred. There was nothing whatever
for us TO subsiSt on. We might try to
find our way out. but there were many
miles of these subterranean passages
and we were liable 10 wander farther
from the entrance The result OF oul
deliberations was to remain where we
were
/ will pass over some twenty hours
of our captivity without attempting
to describe our feelings. The most
hopeless part of it was that 'Oul
friends did not know where we were
We passed most OF the time i'm the
dark. for / wished TO save our tapers
and matches for any opportunity that
might occur. While sitting Oh the Sar
cophagus something ran on my foot
i scratched a match. and its flame re
vealed the two glistening eyes of q
rat
/ at once lighted n taper. and while
Marian held it tried TO catch the rat
IL be would serve no other purpose We
might need 10 eat him. / didn't have
much trouble getting my hands OF
him. think he knew we were los
there and was willing TO help us cut
Then an idea occurred to me. Serb
bling a note on a letter / had in my
pocket, stating that we were lost i'm TIT
catacombs. i held the rat while Mar
Ian tied the note with a strip torn from
her handkerchief around the little fel
lows neck. Then we put him down. III,
gave us the most knowing look in thu
world and ran away.
Half an hour later felt the rat run
ming over my feet. I lit taper ant
saw that he was without either tn,