Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-07-30

I'd Fall.
| II was just about big enough to get
through. but he managed to grope
along il.
The minutes passed as the police
man and watched our prisoner in the
cellar by the tube. looked anxiously
| at my watch.
"Craig!" shouted at last, unable
to control my fears for him.
No answer.
BY this time Craig had come to a
small, open chamber, into which the
viaduct widened On the wall he found
another series OF iron rungs, up which
he climbed. The gas was terrible.
AS he neared the top of the ladder
he came to a shelf-like aperture in the
sewer chamber. and gazed about. 1t
was horribly dark. He reached out
and felt piece OF cloth. Anxiously he
| pulled on II. Then he reached further
into the darkness. r
There was Elaine. unconscious, APP
parently dead.
In desperation Craig carried her
| down the ladder.
With our prisoner we could only look
helplessly around.
by George, I'm going down after
him." l cried In desperation.
Don't do It," advised the police
man. You'll never get out"
One whiff OF the horrible gas told me
that he was right.
Listen" said the policeman
There was, indeed, faint noise from
the black depths below us. A rope
alongside the rough ladder began to
move, as though some one was pulling
1t taut. He gazed down.
Craig! Craig!" called. rs that
you"
No answer. But the rope still
moved. Perhaps the helmet made 1t
impossible for him to hear.
He had struggled back in the swirl
ing current almost exhausted by his
helpless burden. Holding Elaine's
head above the surface OF the water
and pulling on the rope to attract my
attention. he could neither hear nor
shout. He had taken turn Of the rope
about Elaine. tried pulling on It,
There was something heavy on the
other end, and kept on pulling.
At last I could make out Kennedy
dimly mounting the ladder. The
weight was the unconscious body Of
Elaine which he steadied as he mount
ed the ladder. | tugged harder and he
slowly came up.
Together, at last, the policeman and
reached down and pulled them out.
We placed Elaine on the cellar floor
as comfortably as was possible, and
the policeman began his first aid mo
tions for resuscitation.
"No--no!" cried Kennedy. mot
here-take her up where the air Is
fresher."
With his revolver still drawn to
overawe the prisoner. the policeman
forced him to aid US in carrying heI
up the rickety flight of cellar steps
Kennedy followed quickly. unscrewine
the oxygen helmet as he went
In the deserted living room We de
posted our senseless burden. while
Kennedy. the helmet of now, bent
over her.
"Quick-quick!" he cried to the Off
Ger. "An ambulance"
But the prisoner" the policeman
indicated.
"Hurry-hurry; I'll take care Of
him." urged Craig, selling the police
mans pistol and thrusting 1t into his
pocket. Walter, help me-"
He was trying the ordinary method:
OF resuscitation. Meanwhile the Off
Ger had hurried out. seeking the near
! est telephone. while we worked madly
to bring Elaine back.
Again and again Kennedy bent anC
outstretched her arms. trying to in
duce respiration again. So busy wal
l that for the moment forgot oui
prisoner
Noiselessly he picked up the old chai
in the room and with II raised was ap
prosching Kennedy to knock him out
Before | knew II myself Kennel!
had heard him. With n half instinc
, tive motion he drew the revolver from
his pocket and almost before l coul,
see II. had shot the man. Without |
, word he returned the gun to his peck
ct and again bent over Elaine, withou
, so much as look at the crook, whit
} sank to the floor, dropping the chat
from his nerveless hands.
J Already the policeman had got al
ambulance, which was now tearing
: along to us.
Frantically Kennedy was working
A moment he paused and looked a
me-hopeless.
! Just then. outside, we could hea
! the ambulance, and q doctor and tw,