The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-01-02

.bravely, down the shaft with orders
to stay there until every one else was
safely out" ST
II obey" said Juggernaut- "Au re-
roirrI
Jack" said Daphne family. Her
face was uplifted.
1T will be a coaly onew said her
husband, complying.
Then came an accusation.
Daphne. you are trembling. This
is not up to your usual standard"
II cant help IT." said Daphne miser-
ably. II am n coward But I don't
mind,' she added more cheerfully. $50
long as no n else knows. You won't
give me awayw
At that Juggernaut held her to him u
moment longer. sTftET
Daphne, my wife," he whispered
suddenly. thank God for you-at
Iust!" lstH -
Then they fen apart. and she ran
lightly back to the motor and Nina.
Once she turned and looked oyer her
shoulder. waving her hand prettily.
Her face. framed IN a motor bonnet
and Lit by the glare Of a naphtha light,
looked absurdly round and childish,
Just as 1t had done upon a dim and
distant morning in Snayling church.
1t was the last time in hts life that
her husband was ever to behold 1t.
Master Hopper, partially restored by
brandy and meat juice. and feeling on
the whole something of q hero, arrived
at the pit head an hour later, there to
be claimed by his mother and hustled
of by more willing hands than he
could COMFORTABLY accommodate, home
to bed. The bucket, which provided
standing room for two passengers,
then went down again.
This time it brought up Mr.. Walker.
holding a supporting arm round Car
thew-a sick man, indeed. He was
less hardened to subterranean exist
ence than the rest. Sympathetic MUIR
murs arose. The bucket was swung
out from beneath the pulley and land
ed gently on the edge Of the shaft.
Carthew stepped out and stood sway.
ing uncertainty. 81
A tall girl came suddenly forward.
"Jim, dearw was all she said.
Carthew surveyed her. and smiled
weakly.
Hello, Nina! That you?"
Miss Tallentyre took his arm.
The car is waiting for you," she
said. LEAN on me hard, old .boy!"
And certainly no more desirable prop
than this girl, with her splendid youth
and glorious vitality. was ever offered
to a weary mortal. Carthew, dazed.
but utterly content, put a feeble arm
round the slim shoulders of the WON
an whose mere hand he had hitherto
counted it heaven to touch, and the
pair passed together out of the crowd
and out of this narrative. Happiness
has no history.
Others were coming up the shaft
now. First, Mr.. Wilkie, in a very fair
state Of preservation; then Denton, the
r~eprobate, insensible-his hands were
in t~atters, so fiercely had he worked;
then Atkinson, still sheer drunk with
the success Of his OWL hymnology;
then Amos Entwistle.
Denton's huge inanimate form was
laid on a %stretcher, to be carried home
under the direction Of his wife. CHE
wives Of Renwick and Davies, poor
souls, had gone home long ago. But
the Bolton Hall motor returning on that
instant, Lady Carr insisted OF carrying
husband and wife home together. The
rush through the night air brought
Denton around, and he was able to
walk into his own house. leaning I'M
deservedly upon the most uplifted lit
tie woman in the north of England.
Daphne returned to the pit head for
the last time. The rescue work was
completed. Surely she might claim
him now.
No; the block and tackle were not
working. No n was coming up at
present. Only around the shaft a knot
Of men conferred eagerly. She would
wait in the car.
ITO be c~oncIuded.1