Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1915-03-07

series Of iron rungs. up which he climbed.
The gas was terrible.
As he neared the top Of the ladder he
came to a shclf-likc aperture in the sewer
chamber, and gazed about. II was horri-
bly, dark He reached out and felt a piece
Of cloth. AnXiously he pulled on IT, Then
he reached further into the darkness.
There was Elaine, unconscious, appar-
emily dead.
He shook her. endeavoring to wake her
up. But 1t was no USE
In desperation Craig carried her down
the ladder
With our prisoner, we could only look
helpessly around. Again and again 1
looked at my watch as the minutes
heightened. Suppose the oxygen gave
out7
cried in desperation.
Don't do IT," advised the policeman
you'll never get out"
One Whit of the horrible gas told mo
that he was right I should not have
been able to go fifty feet in it. looked
at him in despair. 1t was impossible.
Listen" said the policeman, straining
his ears.
There was, indeed, a faint noise from
the black depths below Ills. rope along
side the rough ladder began to move. as
though some one was pulling it taut. He
gazed down.
Craig! Craig" called. els that your
No answer. But the rope still moved
Perhaps the helmet made Il impossible
for him to hear.
He had struggled back in the swirling
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, for he could
neither hear nor shout, he had taken a
turn of the rope about Elaine 1 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 az he mounted the ladder.
tugged harder and he slowly came up.
Together, at last. the policeman and I
reached down and pulled them out.
We placed Elaine on the cellar door, as
comfortably as was possible, and the
policeman began hts first-aid motions for
resuscitatlon.
Mono! cried Kennedy. MOT here
take her up where the air is fresher."
with his revolver still drawn to over
awe the prisoner, the policeman forced
him to aid us in carrying her up the
rickety flight of cellar steps. Kennedy
followed quickly, unscrewing the oxygen
helmet as he went.
In the deserted living room we deposited
our senseless burden, while Kennedy, the
helmet off now, bent over her.
"Quick-quick!' he cried to the officer.
IAN ambulance"
But the prisoner" the policeman indi-
Gated.
"Hurry-hurry; TIL take care Of him.
urged Craig, selling the policemans
pistol and thrusting It into his pocket
! walter help me-
7 He was trying the ordinary methods OF
resuscitation. Meanwhile the officer had
hurried out seeking the nearest tele-
phone, while we worked madly to bring
! Elaine back.
Again and again Kennedy bent and
out-stretched her arms, trying to induce
respiration again. So busy was I that
! for the moment forgot our prisoner.
But Dan had seen his chance. Noise
lessly he picked up the old chair in the
room and with it raised was approaching
Kennedy TO knock him out.
| Before knew IL myself Kennedy had
heard him. With half instructive mo-
ton he drew the revolver from his pocket
and almost before could see II, had shot
the man. Without word ne returned
the gun to his pocket and again bent
over Elaine, without so much as a look