Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-01-16

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but evil intent. He picked ma buoe
Dowlder, posing it aloft with ease
FOLLOW mel he cried, and hurled
himself with his burden against the
door.
mat was the mightiest blow that
ever | saw struck It shiyered the
oaKen tlmbers from bottom to top.
only the iron bolts restrained the frag
| ments OF the door. A moment later
and we had cleared away this obstruc-
ton, just as two bearded giants STEP
ped along the flags within and con-
| fronted us.
"Yieldg cried Nikolai in Rus
sian, covering them with his revolver.
They threw up their hands with
alacrity. Where is your companion ?"
Nikolai asked
In the light chamber" they answer
ed sullenly.
We dashed pell-meH up the stone
stairs. We came upon him as he
descended; in a twinkling he was dis
armed. The lighthouse was ours. 1t
was the work of a few moments to
/ pour out the oil and break the lenses.
1--WE should have kept those fellows
prisoners, said Nikolai "Still, they
can do no harm They will not dare
attack us, and there is nowhere for
them to go. Now, men, back to the
! boat
We hurried down. AS we ran we
heard shouts beneath us-defiant,
mocking, they seemed. When we
reached the ruins of the door below
the cries came from the darkness,
mingled with the pounding of the surf.
Nikolai exclaimed aloud and ran on
alone across the slippery rocks.
! heard him stumble and fall. Then
curses came to us from without, and
hail of bullets whizzed past our
ears. At the same instant we heard
! oars grating against the rocks.
Then we understood We had not
, thought to guard our boat The watch
men had taken it, and, knowing every
| inch of the coast, would doubtless run
| it away.
| Another hail of bullets made US
dodge Nikolai came limping back
| to me, his face convulsed with fury.
Were trapped like rats" he said
between his teeth. Then a thought
struck him.
They must have a boat of their
own he called. Follow mel" He
! dashed across the rocks again, the rest
| of us after him. When we reached
/ the other side we found the remains
/ of a painter The lighthouse keepers
/ had taken their own boat as well.
| And, while we waited there, suces-
! sion of five shots came from the dark
ness on this side also. We covered
| back into the darkness.
''One man in that boat said Nj
kolai. Those shots are from his
magazine. And two in the other.
Now-are they acting in concert, or
does each think we are the other?"
We were soon undeceived. AS by
signal voliey came from either side.
Two of our men cried, stumbled, and
sliding across the slippery weed,
splashed into the sea.
The wind was rising. and all the
while the breakers had been pounding
upon the rocks. We shouted in vain;
! we could not make our voices heard
! above the uproar of the elements.
Rain was falling, mingled with light
snow.
Into the lighthouse, men" cried
Nikolai: and we reached cover just
as another volley flattened itself
against the massive walls.
We looked around u.s.. In tiny
$ fol
into the stone. Nikolai set his shoul-
DER against it and wrenched 1t Dodlly
! from it's fastenings. Then we half
dragged half carried it along the mar
row massage to the doorway, where
we tilted it on end. It fitted the orr
fee well and formed barrlcade
against surprise.
Rut mr. condition was a desperate
one We had only our cutlasses and
revolvers against rifles, and no more
than twelve cartridges apiece ret
we were three against three; ana II
our adyersaries had command OF the
offensive there was always the yacnt.
AS the attack was not renewed, we
| left the third on guard and descended
into the bottom story OF the hgnt-
house. Here we found curious,
winding passageway, cut out OF the
living rock, apparently, and opening
| into an extensive chamber, evidently
the work of engineers. AT the en-
trance we discovered ample provisions
in the shape of -four and sailed meat
az we'll as dried fruits and great
tank of water, connecting with what
mus have been rain reservoir on
the top of the lighthouse. AS we
approached the chamber: in the rock
! low moan reached my ears.
eThere are men in there" I cried TO
NiRolai.
.sWho are your he called.
Only a moan answered An oil lamp
was burning in a niche of the damp
wall, .INikolai snatched it up and, des-
mite my warnings, advanced toward
the dark recesses OF the prison, ioi-
lowing. In the far nook we saw
+hat raI1ed @forth q cry or pity