Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-09-08
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bulging with bread and meat, shook
his head exprsssivsly.
wouldn't have . chance, miss"
said all of the other men In chorus.
mot a chance"
Phillipa and the old vicar went
back to the pit head and waited.
The hours went by under the light
blue Of the heavens and the glitter
Of the hot sun, and stiIl the cage
rose and fell, and the men and lads
came up in steady streams. As they
came the officials kept list; at last
a solitary individual came up alone
and spoke to them. One Of the sub
MANAGERS mounted a wagon.
I'VE believe every mans got out
of the mine" he shouted over the
heads of the crowd. rs there any
body here who ha-n't claimed their
reIstivss? Have you all got your
men and boys back?
For q moment there was no ans
wer. Then, to Phillipa's alarm. Tan
dys wife, more disheveled. more
frightful than ever, darted into the
open space and raised her skinny
arm.
II haven't" she shrieked. MY
mans down there. And he can stop
there and starve, same as he's starry
cd me-"
Some Of the women began to laugh
unthinkinxly. Phillipa stopped them.
Hush. Hush" she said. Don't
you see the poor creature is either
out Of her mind or nearly so: Help
me to get her away"
Some of the more serious minded,
who knew very we'll that poor Mrs.
Tandy had had ample cause to lose
what wits she ever had long since.
came forward and took her off to
cottage outside the yard.
The rest OF the crowd waited
They knew now that 1t was almost
absolutely certain that no lives had
been lost. but they fingered to see
the rescue party return.
It's members began coming up at
last. In threes and tours. with inter-
walls between the arrival of each. And
as the afternoon drew to close
Clinton Mannersley and Quinton APP
peared together. coal blackencd,
weary, but safe.
The great crowd had been waiting
to deliver itself OF Its pent-up thank
fulness and enthusiasm. At the
sight OF the young baronet and the
manager 1t burst into a wild tumult
Of wild cheering. But Quinton
turned and looked at the cage which
they had Just left. and gave the
crowd an expressive glance as he
whispered q word or two to some of
the officials, and the crowd UNDER
stood both glance and word. They
had found some bodies and were
bringing them up.
Amid the silence Clinton took his
cousin arm and led her toward the
engine room.
"Come away, Phillipa." he said.
"Ws've found two bodies. I don't
want you to see them brought up"
Phillipa said nothing until they
were in shelter, and Clinton had
been given a drink. Then she whis-
pered:
who are they. Clinton"
Clinton passed his grimy hand
across his forehead with a gesture Of
tho man they call DOgger Tandy"
he answered. II found him-ugh!
Thu others Marshall Stead. Insec-
tor Cortelyou found him. Phillipa!"
Yes" she said. wondering at his
look. what"
STEAD had been murdered"
"Murdered!"
, "Without a doubt. There's no
doubt Whatever that Tandy murder
ed him."
But Why"
Clinton made wry face. For
those diamonds" he answered.
Diamonds! Net--not my dia-
r. -nds? ?" she cried.
"Yes. We found 'em on Tandy's
body. Cortelyou- All, here is Cor
; telyou.
The detective entered with his
usual soft tread and impassive face.
He upbuttoned his coat. and. draw
ing a hastily rolled up packet from
his inner pocket, lai6 the diamonds
on the table at which Phillipa sat.
Phil pa rose to her feet with
something very near shrek.
NO, no." she cried. "No-I can't
them-I'll never. never wear 1t hem!
Please-please take them away"
And she hid her face in her hands
as IL in mortal fear.
Inspector Cortelyou smiled. and
hid the diamonds in his pocket.
1t was six months later. Manners
ley was its old self again. The we'll
oiled wheels OF the great industrial
concern were rolling along as
smoothly as ever: the mine was
pouring its daily tribute of gold at
Phfldpa Mannersley's feet: the
tragic events of the past were be-
coming memories. And in the COM
ing year the rich young heiress and
her cousin--a much graver and man.
Her Clinton were going to be mar
ried.
The only change was that the
manager was going. He hal secured
an appointment in the Argentine,
and had induced Miss Mannersley to
release him. He wanted wider fields,
greater scope. than England could
anord, he said. And so. one winter
morning. he said good-by to Phillipa
and Clinton on the little platform of
Mannersley station, and gave both
OF them his best wishes for their
married life.
"But you'll be sure to come and
see US. old chap. the very first time
you're In England again." cried Gin
ton. a. the train moved or. Prom
ise!"
"Promise-promise." cried Phil
lipa. waving her handkerchief.
ouinton smiled. nodded. and waved
his hand. He watched them until the
train had carried him out Of sight.
Then no sat down with the sigh Of a
man who knows that one page OF his
life is turned. He knew that he
would never see them or 'Mannersley
again.