The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1914-07-18

bnhlAOW Deus pun IL up hIUx the byIo~
scope. and enter the machine. Then
would come four and twenty hours OF
darkness and solitude. until he
reached the Irish coast, when he
would shut off the motor, fling of his
divers dress and, abandoning the gy-
roscops forever, swim I o the land.
Nothing could stop the accomplish
ment of this his plan. His confidence
revived. and in his pleasure in 1t, he.
felt the Joy Of life once more grow
strong within his breast,
He bought his boat, a leaky fishing
smack whose owner, a Long Island
Yankee. evidently believed that he
had done a smart stroke Of work in
d~isposing of his antiquated tub.
Haynes loaded her with his machine.
He had placed a torpedo-shaped iron
cage over the gyroscope, hammering
1t out from parts of an old boiler
which he had purchased as scrap
iron, and making 1t absolutely water
tight with a cork lining. The roof,
which, in spite of its rounded edges,
would have to bear ormo pres
sure, he reinforced with layers of
brass. Over this he placed armor-
plate, bought at a scrap sale at the
Navy Yard, and over this another lay
er of brass plates, the whole so deity
hammered together and interpreted
with cork and asphalted refuse from
the sawmills that he felt confident
no drop of water could penetrate.
There was an entrance which, when
closed, formed an integral part Of
the machine, and a tiny window at
the rear, protected by the overlapping
roof, afforded an outlook. He set up
the ragged sail and moved slowly,
under a little wind, down Long Is
land sound, and so into the Atlantic.
Several times squalls Of wind threat
ened to overturn the crazy tub of a
boat, and swapping seas drenched
him, but In spite of these he kept his
craft aflost, though, heavily weighted
as she Was, this necessitated contin-
ual bailing. So he passed out of the
sound and, rounding Long Island, en-
tered the lower bay and aimed his
course toward that spit of sand which
is the ultimate point seen by east
ward-bound vessels that leave New
York. When at last he nerved him
self to look back he saw the massive
towers and buildings Of Manhattan,
hazy In the misty afternoon. He bade
farewell to them forever and, with
them, to that new world and all it
had meant to him. At that moment
all the experiences which he had I'M
dergone since that day when, five
years before, he had landed in
America to recover his stolen lands,
dropped from his mind. He felt the
dawning of that peace which he had
craved, at last. He set his face reso-
lutely toward the old world and free
dom-freedom both from that inces-
SAINT pursuit which had been hound
ing him by night and by day and
from the passions in his own heart.
Although the maps had taught him
the approximate site Of the cable, 1t
was no slight task to discover 1t be-
meath that Wilderness of waters on
whose breast hfS waterlogged craft
tossed like a cork on a pool. His
graphing iron hung from the center
Of the boat, through an aperture re-
sembling that made for a centerboard.
Once he had caught the cable, a turn
of the disconnected gyroscope would
drag 1t up and catch the loop of 1t
against the steel guard which was to
hold 1t in place until Haynes was
ready to dive down into the depths
below. At nlghtfall he began his
search, but 1t vas bright morning be
fore his iron fastened upon the stout
coil, and only the pull of the gyro.
scope sufficed to drag that monstrous
serpent, green with marine growthsl
from its resting place through fathoms
Of waters. When at last he had Sc
cured 1t to the wheel he crept into his
cage, fastening 1t from the inside. He
donned his divers dress and Oxygen
helmet, touched the stop of the gyro
scope and, with a whirl, the waters
rose and covered him. The boa
dragged down at first, rose when hel
plunging freight parted from her, ant
floated, bottom up, and empty, upor
the bay.
The gyroscope had caught the cable
true. The submarine car rolled, strucl
her nose into the mud, and tried t,
stay there, but the wheel heidi
could not choose but hold when tn
} top drove onward-and he was ava,
under the sea, travelling Upon the lin,
stretched out upon that Shiny be,
formed by the slow death of million
Of marine organisms. Hayne
breathed comfortably enough. a
though his eardrums rang. He locke,
/, out through the tiny window. Slowl,
the light faded, the green t~ranslucen
: cy of the water surrounded him; thei
: that too disappeared and black, in
penetrable night enshrouded him, a
black as that primeval night befor
the red globe of the sun rose like
l monstrous furnace for the first tim
over the rim of the world. He coul
: hear nothing; but, even II the yesse
t had not been sound-proof, he coul
, have heard nothing, for there was n
t sound in those depths. Soon he wa
approaching the region where the col
. tinental shelf of land slopes Into tn
intellectually deep abyss. Now lum
r nous patches flashed and fitted pas
r him. Huge globes of fire followe
d and watched him through the window
Q These were the great, luminous eye
Of deepsea monsters, carrying thei
own lamps, with which to hunt thei
prey, chasing them In a world of pc
petual darkness. The pressura on hi