The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-07-27

Ph1np spfAng esooS q oD DaAAe2
IN thsa - tAsy we're there at tAs
tunnsl mouth. anA walled steadily "
toward tie Dllot hesss 6osr.
Roscoe. - hsaFiAs ~ vetss -
Arst dns. haA Aro00s1 IL astt
e3es vhSeA saeunbeesA hi AAAAs 81
sropel o. ths taAas bae ths rsvsivsr.
Bseors - csaA Dst his AAol . I
Cayisy spoks ths essoo1 u0A
At tAat. vaadAg 10 vsa0oa. ssa6
Asat hat - nssAs1 noas. ~ srsas
ssns aehaag see ~ ssal q ~ sly.
paa's Assh bsaaaAA tAa1s Ssas0. -
npevsl Q stso asAsse - 6ooR ~
vaitsA.
H sav PAihp cross ~ tAeesAea1
unsssiAg - suspoo1aG. aooareatN
nothing: cav hin. at ~ within Aaa1t
reach.
Just - hs touched hin - uttsrsd
Q sobbing oath. an1 his great AaaA faI
tsrel. for Phihp's kAlfs ~ struck
through. clsaa - ths HIT - Just
beaew ths hsert
fAs eject Of tAs sAoek ~ oely
neusstary. With . ysll q rass. he
spraAg upsa Cayisy. eRov6s1 him
hack against tAs vall. toeo at him
blinAiy, nike Q WA baase aAA 1sally
gstting Philip's rlGAt Soes-AsD fairly
1. the grip Of hotA haaAA - saaSpsd
Il like . pipssts0-
In . momsat Cayisy ~ rsssl b.
hind hin asA With tAs ssook Of his
eood arm round RosoesAs asck. hs suo
ceeds4 IN forcing him 70 release his
grip and In throwing hin heavily.
A. he lay. his body projected
through The doorway. out into the
tunnel.
Philip left him AuAdisd tAsrs. and
west back to The tabss. He found
Roscoss aint and stssl beneath his
hand: but It was . full minute before
- could summon his courage TO strike
. light, for the iafersaoss from Ros-
oos's presence here in the pilot house
began to crowd upoa hin now. grim
and horrible. But he struck . spark
At last. lighted . candle and looked
around.
The rsacuoa Of rslise turned him.
for . moment. giddy. - Tie glance
about the room oonviaesd him that
what hs feared worst had not happen
ID. But another thought occurred to
him. almost At oocs. when he saw
the cover had been removed from the
top of the ics chimney.
In his mind. Of course, that repre-
sentsd the way Roscoe had coma
What, II Jeanne. unable for some rea-
son to defend herself. had chosen, -
the lesser evil. to nng herself over ~
cli6 from the tunnel mouth?
The moment he thought Of that -
went out into the tunnel. stepping ovsf
Roscos's body to do 20. He went 10
the edge and looked over. but 1t vas
too dark to see. The light Of the a.
rora which still blaxed in the sky. das-
sled his eyes. without lighting IL
surface of the world below.
He must 20 down there. in order b
b. sure. He had not stopped to fusi
his planes when he slighted, and they
had wedged themselves sideways into
the tunnel. still extended and 70 ready
for flight In IN emergency.
He rightsd them and slipped hh
arms through the loops that awaited
them. He stood for . moment, tesA
ing the right wing tentatively. Thers
was . play about 1t that he did not un.
derstand. So far ~ he could So moth.
ing was broken. The fact that It was
his own arm did not occur to him.
He was Just turning to dive on the
cli6-head when. suddenly. he saw the
~ hA ~ H.
posed to be dead. rise and rush upon
him.
Philips knife had, indeed, inflicted Q
mortal wound, but . man Of Roseoss
physique lets 60 Of life slowly. He
was bleeding to death. internally, but
the process was. probably. retarded b.
his huddled position ~ he lay there
in the tunnel.
So he had lain stil and awaited his
chance. Cayley was standing quits
at the edge Of the clifl, and the mans
momentum carried him over. His
clutching hands grasped Cayley1
shoulders. and they went down to-
gether. over 900 feet Of empty space.
For Cayley the space was al too littlA
AS they went over he thought that he
and his gigantic enemy were going
down to death together. Instructive
ly. and much quicker than q man can
think, he swept his great-fantail for,1
ward and nuns himself back In IN atJ
tempt to correct the balance destroyed"
by the great weight that was clinging
to his shoulders.
They were. Of course, bound to 70
down. Neither his strength nor the
area Of his planes was sufficient to
support them both in the air. But in
the position into which he had flung
himself they would 60 down q little
more slowly. He would gain, perhaps,
q precious second more.
But he did not waste even an in
tnitesimal moment in any struggle
against the force Of gravity.
Twice, with all his might, he sent
his left fist crashing against the face.