Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1917-09-01
''Not whisky: water. TN going to
give yea drink of water"
"What capers !!

tell me why you killed your employer
+ and where General LOngorio has taken
his wife. Yes. and everything else
want to know" Selling the amazed
| Mexican, Dave flung him upon Mo
rales' hard board bench, and in spite of
/ the fellows struggles deity made him
fast. When he had finished--and it
was no easy job-JoSe lay spread
/ eagled" upon his back, his wrists and
ankles firmly bound to tie corners and
foot POSTS, his body secured by a tight
/ loop over his waist. The rope cut
painfully and brought a curse from the
prisoner when he strained at It, Law
surveyed him with face of stone.
II don't want to do this" he de-
| clared, but l know your kind. | give
you one more chance. viii you tell
me?"
/ Jose drew his lips back in a -narl of
rage and pain, and Dave realized that
/ further words were useless. He felt
/ certain pity for his victim and no little
admiration for his courage, but such
! feelings were of small consequence
as against his agonizing fears for
/ Alaire's safety. Had he in the least
! doubted Jose's guilty knowledge of
/ Longorio's intentions, Dave would have
hesitated before employing the bar
/ barous measures he had in mind, but
/ there was nothing else for it. He pulled
/ the canteen cork and jammed the
/ mouthpiece firmly to Jose's lips. Clos
/ ing the fellows nostrils with his free
hand, he forced him to drink.
Jose clenched his teeth, he tried to
| roll his head. he held his breath until
his face grew purple and his eyes
bulged. He strained like a man upon
the rack. The bench creaked to his
muscular contortions; the rope tight
ened. 1t was terribly cruel, this crush
ing Of q strong will bent on resistance
to the uttermost; but never was an
executioner more pitiless, never did a
/ prisoners agony receive less consid-
GRAFTON. The warm water spilled over
Jose's face, it drenched his neck and
| chest his joints creaked as he strove
! for freedom and tried to twist his head
out of Laws iron grasp. The seconds
dragged, until finally nature asserted
herself. The imprisoned breath burst
forth; there sounded a loud gurgling
cry and a choking inhalation. Jose's
body writhed with the commissions of
drowning as the water and air were
sucked into his lungs. Law was knee-
ing over his victim now, his weight and
strength so applied that Jose had no
liberty of action and could only drink.
coughing and fighting for air. Some
how he managed to revive himself
briefly and again shut his teeth but
a moment more ard he was again
retched with the furious battle for air,
more desperate now than before. After
. q while Law freed his victims noStrilS
and allowed him partial breath. then
once more crushed the mouthpiece
against his lips. BY and by, to relieve
his torture, Jose began to drink in
great noisy gulps, striving to empty
the vessel.
But the stOmach's capacity is linn
tied. In time Jose felt himself burst
ing; the liquid began to regurgltate.
This was not mere pain that he suf-
ror Of death more awful than anything
he had ever imagined. Jose would
have met bullet, a knife, a lash, with
out flinChing; flames would not have
served to weaken his resolve; but this
slow drowning was infinitely worse
than the worst he had thought pos
sible; he was suffocatlng by long.
black ii
and muscle of his body, every cell in
his bursting lungs. fought against the
outrage in d purely physical frenzy
over which his Will power had no con
troll Nor would insensibility come to
his relief-Law watched him too care
fully for that. lie could not even voice
his suiferlngs by shrieks he could only
writhe and reich and gurgle while the
ropes bit into his flesh and his captor
knelt upon him like a monstrous stone
weight.
Bat Jose had made q better fight
than he knew. The canteen ran dry at
last, and Law was forced to release his
hold.
WIN you speak?" he demanded.
AA4AlihlLS tiUL ne Ldu come SHlFiN
through the ordeal, Jose shook his
head he rolled his bullying, bloodshot
eyes and vomited. then managed to call
God to witness his innocence.
Dave went into the next room and
refilied the canteen. When he re-
appeared with the dripping vessel in
his hand Jose tried to scream But
his throat was torn and strained; the
sound Of his own voice frightened him
Once more the torment began. The
tortured man was weaker now, and in
consequence he resisted more feebly:
but not until ne was less than half CON
scjous did Law spare him to recover.
Jose lay sick, frightened, ine-t. Dave
watched him without pity. The fell
lows wrists were black and swollen
his lips were bleeding; he was
+ stretches like a dumb animal upon the
. Massachusetts, table, and no surgeon
with Lance and s,alpel could have
shown less emotion than did his In
i Quisitor. Having no intention Of de