The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1916-01-01

10 be treated decently. No distinction.
mind you. Let the dead lie where
they are till daylight. but don't over
look wounded man. Where's Cowan.
Does anybody know?"
'Shot. sir; he's here in this pile
somewhere"
"see IL the fellow is alive. Who Ia
HIS lieutenant"
II am. sir; my names Kelly"
well get your damn crew OF scoun-
drels out OF here. what's left OF them.
DO YOU hear. This Ia soldier work.
and want you fellows outside"
you used US all right when thar
wus fightin' ter do"
That's enough, Kelly / didn't usa
i you-Moran did: and you can 90 to
him with your complaints. I know
how you treat prisoners. and would
haag the whole OF you. II l had my
way. Now get out. and don't answer
me-those are your orders. Lieuten.
ant Raymond"
He was here a minute ago, sir,
voice answered from the vestibule,
but he went outside. / think he was
touched little in one arm"
PITY is wasn't In the mouth; has
anyone seen a womanT
No one answered.
mol That's strangel Here Green,
take a couple OF men. and feel your
way along the walls; Jasper. make o
light OF some kind-who wants mei
| Colonel Moran? Tell him | am the
only officer present, and | can't leave
BY God The place is a shamblesls
The searching party was to the right
OF me. against the black shadow OF
the wall. This was my chance, my one
and only chance TO slip away unob:
served In FIVE minutes more the
searching party would find me there,
and bear me along with the others.
wriggled out from under the weight OF
the body lying across my legs. and
CROPPED about in the dark until my I'm
gers encountered the ring embedded
in the floor. The light OF the sputter.
| ing torch still left the pulpit platform
in shadow; Fox was at the other end
| of the church, HIS sharp voice raspln&
| out orders. ! got TO my knees, and
lifted the trap barely far enough "a
squeeze through. There was n CLEAN
OF light below; sufficient to reveal the
dark outline OF the steps leading down.
Some eye might distinguish the GIN.
mer, yet thrust my body through the
narrow opening noiselessly, and low.
cred the cover TO the floor level.
There was no cry, no sound indicat,
ing that the movement had been OBJ
served. waited an instant, crouched
breathlessly on the upper step, listen
ing. My eyes surveyed those contract
ed surroundings curiously. The candle
a mere fragment, burned dimly In one
corner. revealing what appeared 20 be
! the interior of a huge box, with q
platform built half across IL. It's outer
edge protected by low rail A small
wheel ingeniously arranged to operate
a lever. occupied one end OF the plat,
form. and directly across was an open.
ing in the side wall next the floor.
barely large enough for a mans body
TO squeeze into Nothing else was
visible; no evidence left OF the two
who had already passed that way.
slipped down the steps, lowered
my body silently to the damp floor.
entered the hole head first, dragging
and pushing with hands and feet. eager
10 get quickly into the open. Almost
before l realized the possibility my
head and shoulders emerged into the
outer air and | hung suspended over
rock ledge. staring blindly down in
TO the unknown depths OF a ravine.
The ledge itself was barely wide
enough TO afford foothold yet | sue
ceeded I'm creeping out upon II. and
then in standing upright The shoul.
der OF the hill was sufficiently steep
and high 20 shut out all view of the
log walls OF the church, while below
was a black void out from which
arose the faint splashing OF distant
water. But the church itself must
have been III up by this time. for n
reddish glow of light tipped the bank
above, and bridged the dark ravine.
The rock ledge extended 60 the right,
fairly smooth path. and followed Il
cautiously. finding no other available
passage. IL led gradually downward,
until II seemed 10 merge into a beaten
track. running directly south through
tangle OF underbrush not far above
the stream. The way was intensely
black. yet not difficult to follow by the
sense OF touch. while the lncessant
roar OF the nearby water blotted out all
sound from above Once I heard the
crack OF guns. but they sounded at a
distance. and, looking up. could per
ceive the red reflection on the trees
lining the bank far above. But for
these | was plunged In black soil
tude. through which I must grope my
way. each step liable to plunge me
into uncertain peril A hundred yards.
two hundred. and the trail swerved
more TO the right and began to mount
upward. zig-zagging among the trees.