The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1919-09-05

was standing. Silent, it was supposed
was bringing in his train.
Above the distant jagged line OF
mountains rose red ball. A new day
began. And again the Dragon rose; Q
mountain of water came rolling dam
ward.
Three trains ran steaming on the
rails.
Don't stop now to blast the big
ones. Pour 'em on!" ordered Rickard
There was a long wait before any
rock fell. Marshall and Richard wait
ed for the pour. The whistles bic"
again. Then they saw what was
wrong. The morning light showed
rock weighing several tons which was
resisting the efforts of the pressing
crew. Out Of the gloom sprang other
figures with crowbars. The rock tot
tered. fell. The river tossed it as
though 1t were tennis bali, sent II
hurting down the lower face of the
dam.
Things began to 60 wild. The men
were growing reckless. They were
sagging toward exhaustion; mistakes
were made. Another rock, as heavy as
the last. was worked toward the edge
Men were thick about it with crow.
bars. They hurried. One concerted
effort, drawing back as the rock top
pied over the edge. One man was too
slow, or too tired. He slipped. The
watchers on the bank saw flash OF
waving arms, heard cry; they had a
glimpse Of a blackened face as the
foam caught it. The waters closed
over him.
There was hush of horror; halt.
"God himself couldn't save that poor
devil" cried Marshall. "Have the
work go on!"
Pour rocks on that wretch down
there? Pin him down? Never had ii
seemed more like war! "a man
down? Ride over him! to victory! p
Soberly Richard signaled for the work
to go on.
The rock-pour suffered as If in hor-
ror. The. women turned sick with fear.
No one knew who it was. Some poor
Mexican, probably.
'Who was itT demanded Richard,
running down to the track.
1.-THE young Mexican, Hestrada. e
tried to 'elp. e wasn't fit"
'Who was it," Marshall had run
down to see why the work paused.
Richard turned shocked eyes on his
chief. Estrada The beautiful
mournful eyes of Eduardo were Oh
him, not Marshal's, Mortified. Now he
knew why Estrada had said, 81 can't
see it finished"
"Rickard!" The engineer did not
recognize the quenched voice. 'The
work has got to go on"
1t came to Richard as he gave the
orders that Eduardo was closer to Mar
shall than to him. GAS near q son as
he'll ever have" He turned q minute
later to see his chief standing bare
headed. His own cap came off.
"We're burying the lad" said Mar
shall.
The minute Of funeral had to be
pushed aside. The river would not
wait. Train after train was rushed on
to the trestles; wave after wave hit
them. But perceptibly the, dam was
steadying. The rapid fire of rock was
telling.
Another ridge of yellow waters rose.
The roll of water came slowly, dwin-
ding as 1t came; it broke against the
trestle weakly. For the first time the
trestle never shuddered. Workers and
watchers breathed as unit the first
deep breath that night. There was a
change. Every eye was on the river
where it touched the rim of the dam
Suddenly a chorused cry rose. The
river had stopped rising. The whistles
screamed themselves hoarse.
And then girl, sitting on the bank
saw two men grab each other by the
hand. She was too far away to hear