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The
Black Box
of Silence
By Francis Lynde
Illustrations by
O. Irwin Myers
(WNU Service)
(Copyright by William Gerard Chapman.)
CHAPTER XII—Continued
—15—
“It's an abandoned mine; abandoned
a long time ago, at that. As to where
it belongs on the map, I don’t know.
You won’t be afraid to stay alone for
a few minutes, will you? I’m going
to climb up and see where this bucket
leads to. Just stay where you are
until you hear me lift the bucket and
drop it. Then climb in and shake the
rope when you are ready for me to
haul you up. Will you do that?”
“Yes,” she agreed; and with that he
laid hold of the rope and began to
climb up.
When he had wriggled out at the
top of the shaft and found, by groping
around, that It was capped with a
wooden windlass, he was willing to
rest for a few seconds and catch his
brenth before giving Betty the agreed
upon signal.
At once it was answered and he
began to wind. In a few minutes he
had drawn the bucket and its precious
freight out upon the windlass plat¬
form.
When the candle was relighted it
became apparent that they had as¬
cended to what seemed to he nothing
more than an upper layer of the rabbit
warren of bewildering passages and
drifts.
“Haven’t you any idea where we
are?” Betty asked.
“Wait a bit,” said Landis; and then,
"I’ve got it! Hasn’t Bert Canby told
you about his mint'—the Quavapal?”
“Yes.”
“Well, there are two Quavapais; the
new one that is being worked now', and
a much older one,” and he repeated
for her Starbuck’s account of the an¬
cient workings. “That is about where
we are,” he concluded; “buried some¬
where in those old workings. We’ll
keep on going while the candle lasts.
There must be some connection be¬
tween these old workings and the new’.
You’re not too tired to tramp, are
you ?”
“I’m not tired at nty, now. And we
must get out if we con. We haven't
been kidnaped and shut up in here for
nothing.”
That was the beginning of a long
period of fruitless wanderings in a
maze that seemed endless.
It was not until their candle had
dwindled to a half-inch that the really
desperate character of their situation
gripped Landis. With the light gone
they would he utterly helpless.
“We are nearly at the end of tilings,
Betty,” he said soberly. “You see how
much there is left of the candle. After
It Is gone we’ll be just buried alive.”
“I know; but I'm not afraid, Owen.
It—it will be starvation, won't it? I
don't wunt to die, but I’m hot afraid.
Let’s sit here on this pile of rock and
face it the best we can.”
For a little while they sat in si¬
lence. When he spoke it was to say,
“I’m to blame for whatever happens
to you, Betty. If I hadn’t brought you
along—the devils, whoever they are,
who kidnaped you, wouldn't have left
you to starve at the bottom of that
shaft."
“Maybe not. But you mustn’t think
of that now. You did what you
thought was best; we both did. Do
you think they’ve got Wally, too?”
“Im afraid they have.”
“If he is gone, there Is nobody to
miss us; not very soon, anyhow. The
Stillings will think I was invited to
stay overnight with the Smiths; and
the people at the hotel won’t miss you,
will they?”
“No, I suppose not."
As he spoke, the remaining bit of
candle wick fell over, to burn flieker
ingly for a few seconds before it went
out.
After a moment in the Stygian dark¬
ness that followed the extinguishing of
the candle, Betty said wearily, “I’m
awfully tired; aren’t you, Ow r en?”
"No; not very tired. But I know
you must be. Put your head on my
shoulder and go to sleep, if you can.”
She did It, and after a little while
he knew from her regular breathing
that she had really fallen asleep. Be¬
fore long he felt that he, too, was suc¬
cumbing; and after a few efforts to
fight off the lethargy of fatigue, his
eyes closed in spite of his resolve, and
he slept.
When he awoke Betty was still sleep¬
ing, with her head on his shoulder,
and, sharp as was his desire to move
and stretch and get the stiffness out
of his muscles, he was unwilling to
disturb her.
It was while he was sitting with
wide-open eyes staring into the dark¬
ness that he saw, or thought he saw,
a faint thinning of the darkness at a
point directly opposite. He stared
again and saw nothing. Then, in a
flash, the faint thinning of the black¬
ness came again, and his start at this
repetition of the phenomenon awoke
Betty.
"What is it?” she asked.
"I don't know. Look straight ahead;
do you see anything?”
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“Why—why, yes; It’s light! Is
someone coming for us?”
He rose stiffly and lifted her to her
feet. “We’ll see,” he said, but he did
not say it hopefully.
What they saw, when they crossed
to the mouth of one of the passages
leading out of the space where they
had slept, was a thing that Landis was
not remotely expecting to see. The
passage mouth was the entrance to a
long, gently inclined tunnel, at the
lower extremity of which was a faint¬
ly glowing electric light.
“What does that mean?” Betty
asked, whispering as if she were
afraid the miraculous light might dis¬
appear if she spoke above her breath.
“It means that my guess was right.
We’ve been lost in the old workings of
the Quavapat, and that light is in one
of the new workings!”
"Now that we know where we are,
we can get out, can't we?”
“We can try mighty hard, anyway.
We’ll go down and see what’s at the
bottom of this rathole."
Approaching the lower end of the
inclined passage, they could see that
the light bull) was suspended from the
roof of a much larger drift, through
which ran a miniature railroad track.
Landis asked Betty to stay behind In
concealment while he went on to in¬
vestigate. She consented, merely urg¬
ing him to lie careful.
"Don't worry about me; I'll hurry
back after 1 find out whereabouts we
are, and the way out.”
Reaching the larger tunnel he found
it empty. Though the working tunnel
was lighted, it was driven on a curve
which limited the view in either direc¬
tion.
Since there was nothing to deter¬
mine a choice, Landis turned to the
left. Before lie had gone very fur he
heard the rumble of a car on the rails
behind him and hastily crowded him¬
self into a niche in the tunnel wall.
When the car came in sight he saw
(hat it was pushed by a single man. A
slight upgrade in the drift made the
man put his head down and brace to
his work, so lie saw nothing as he
passed Landis' hiding place.
Watching the car, Landis had a curi¬
ous shock when, just before it disap¬
peared, the squeaky rumbling of the
wheels stopped abruptly. The car
moved as silently as if the wheels and
the rails upon which they were run¬
ning were shod with velvet.
Convinced instantly that there could
be hat one reason for the sudden si¬
lence, Landis crept forward. The tun¬
nel straightened itself and the scene
he was more than half expecting to
see was revealed.
In the tunnel heading a number of
men were at work ; two of them manip¬
ulating two big air drills which were
visibly churning away at the rock face
of the heading. But instead of the
raucous clamor which this should
have raised there was a silence as
profound as that of the grave!
Fully aware now of the use to which
his stolen invention was being put,
Landis made a quick search for the
hiding place of the black box. He had
little difficulty in discovering it. it
was half concealed in a slielf-like
niche of the tunnel wall close at hand,
the electric current for its operation
being taken from the light wires over¬
head.
Landis saw that his time for action
was short. In a few minutes, or per¬
haps seconds, the car would be com¬
ing out. Reaching up quickly, he
opened a slide iri the black box and
did that which was needful to paralyze
its delicate and intricate mechanism.
Then, as the deafening, ear-splitting
clamor of the chattering drills burst
out in the heading, he leaped for a
branching side drift.
The effect of the suddenly, released
din upon the men in the heading was
astonishing. They had evidently be¬
come so well used to the abnormal
conditions that the sudden resumption
of the natural order of things pre¬
cipitated a wild panic. While two of
the men hastened to shut off the air
pressure from the drills, the remainder
came stumbling out, some with their
fingers in their ears, and so on out of
the picture.
A moment later the two who had
run to stop the drills came along, but
they were not hurrying. When they
came under the nearest light bulb
Landis recognized them at once as
two of the three he and Markham had
seen in the lobby at the Copah hotel,
two of the trio who had driven west¬
ward from Copah to disappear so un¬
accountably and mysteriously.
“What the h—1 do you suppose went
wrong with the machine?” one was say¬
ing as they passed.
“It got me for a second," said the
other. “I wasn’t looking for it. Think
it gave the snap away ?”
“If it did, there’ll be merry h—1 to
pay. The captain ’ll want to kill some¬
body. Today is the day when the big
deal is to be pulled off.”
This was all that Landis heard ; and
when he looked out he saw that they
had taken the black box from its
niche and were trying to make it func¬
tion. Presently one said, “It’s no
good; she’s gone out blink; burnt her¬
self up inside somehow, I guess." Then
Landis saw him open the slide in the
side of the box and direct the beam
of a pocket flash into the interior;
saw him do this and heard his low
whistle punctuated by the single word,
“H—1!”
“What for?” queried his companion.
“Smashed all to the devil,” said the
investigator, replacing the box on its
shelf.
“Say! Didn’t the captain give or¬
ders that one of us was to keep a
strict watch on that box every minute
of the day or night it was in here?
And that isn’t the worst of it. Do you
know who smashed it? If you don’t,
I do, d—d well 1 It was the fellow
Forget the Petty
Troubles of Life
Some one has observed that our
lives are cut Into small pieces;
work, play, love, friendship, social
contacts, business, responsibilities,
financial and blood relationships ; and
all the little pieces are colored by
our temperament, our training, our
inbred likes and dislikes, habits,
tastes and yearnings: the essential
business of living is to fit those
pieces into a picture.
The petty annoyances of dally life
are harder to bear than the real bur¬
dens to which we seem to adjust our
shoulders. We grow tired of listen¬
ing to a radio which echoes only the
"hare-brained chatter of irresponsible
frivolity" when there are so many
beautiful things to which we might
listen—if permitted. It requires the
patience of Job to rise above tlic per¬
who made It—the fellow we locked up
in the old Indian mine last night 1"
“You’re crazy. That chute Is a good
two miles from the place where we
locked that fellow up; and, allowing
that he had a light—which he didn't—
he’d get lost a million times before he
could find the way over here.”
“I don’t care. He’s the only—”
There were two empty dynamite
boxes lying beside the railroad track,
and Landis, looking on and listening in
his covert, saw One of the men suddenly
push the speaker to a seat on one of
them, planting himself quickly on the
other, and saying as he did so, “Cut
out the chin music! Here comes the
captain with his goldfishes! We want
to let him find us keeping watch on
that box!”
Landis craned his neck to enable
him to see farther down the tunnel.
A group of four men was approaching,
the one in the lead carrying a flash¬
light. As the four passed he saw that
the light carrier was Canby; but the
three men who were picking their way
in Canby’s wake were strangers.
As the four came up, Canby stopped
aud spoke to one of the workmen.
“Air quit on you, did it, Jim? It’s
all right, I was just about to send in
to tell you to knock off a bit until I
could bring these gentlemen in and
show them what we've got.”
Landis reasoned instantly that this
was said for the benefit of the three
strangers. Canby must have learned
from the panic-stricken miners the
true cause for the stoppage.
“Of course, you can't tell much
about a gold mine by merely looking
at it,” Ijandis heard the speaker say to
the three as they stood in the heading.
“The assays tell the true story of the
values, and, as you know, we have
given your examiners a free rein.”
“You have done everything you
agreed to,” said one of the three.
“There is only one tiling (hat puzzles
us a bit; and that is, why you are
willing to let go of so good a thing as
this mine seems to be.”
Canby laughed easily.
“I can give you the reason in four
words, Mr. Fleming; I'm no mining
man. A year ago I thought I was, and
T let a hunch of scamps stick me for
(he old Quavapai. I found out pretty
soon that I'd been ‘done’, but the ex¬
tent of the old workings was sufficient
proof that the mine had once been a
producer. So I sent some good money
after the bad, developing one of the
old veins. Here is the result; hut,
good as it is, it hasn’t made a mining
man out of me, my interests now are
all in the Bust, and I can’t ride two
horses at once.”
There was more talk. After a time
one of (he three said, “Well, I guess
we have seen all we need to, and I
think we are pretty well satisfied. 1
guess we may as well adjourn to
Brewster and have our lawyers draw
up the papers. What do you say,
Fleming, and you, Cantrell?"
There was no dissenting voice, and
a moment later the group of four was
passing the mouth of tin; shallow drift
on its way out.
For perhaps five minutes after the
sound of the footsteps of the retreat¬
ing quartette had died away in the dis¬
tant reaches of the tunnel, the two
men who were barring the way for
Landis made no move, and his impa¬
tience to get back to Betty became a
maddening obsession. Then one got
upon his feet and began where he had
left off when the Interruption had
come.
“I’m telling you that the fellow we
locked up—the fellow that made that
back-action loud-speaker over there—
is the one that turned h—1 loose on us
a little while ago, and I’ll make a ten
to-one bet lie’s hiding in that old
chute right now. Let's go back and
get Him."
Then to Landis came the thought
of what they would find in the inclined
chute—Betty, waiting bewildered and
dismayed. Ills groping hand reached
backward and fell upon a miner’s
shovel, and witli only this for a weapon
lie leaped up and darted out Berserk
mad, to fall upon the retreating pair.
Fortunately for him the two men
had their backs turned when he made
his silent charge upon them, and be¬
fore they heard him he had hit one a
smashing blow over the head with his
shovel, knocking him across the rails
of the mine track. But before lie could
swing the shovel a second time, the
other man had whirled, drawn his Colt
and fired. It was merely a lucky
chance that the heavy bullet struck
the shovel blade and glanced aside to
flatten harmlessly against the tunnel
wall, but the chance sufficed. Before
he could squeeze the trigger again,
Landis was upon him, flailing at him
with the shovel, mad with the madness
that makes the fighting maniac in¬
vincible.
Driven back by the furious attack,
the man tried to cover his face, A
chopping blow of the shovel made him
drop his pistol. At this lie sought to
close with the maniac, but Landis low¬
ered his clumsy weapon from cutting
to thrusting and the sharp blade of
the digging tool caught the charging
enemy just above the belt. He gave a
grunt and bent double over the
thrusting shovel, but in falling he got
his hands upon his lighter antagonist
and dragged him down.
Dropping the shovel. Landis tore
fiercely at the gripping hands. Like
grim death his opponent held on. strug¬
gling desperately for the breath the
savage stomach thrust had deprived
him of. It came at last, and when it
did, Landis knew that the fight was
lost; the man had him down, while he
groped with the other hand for the
dropped pistol.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Some people have the knack of mak¬
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But we must try to remember that
what is Important to one may be
trivial to another, and adjust our¬
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poetical and steal new hopes with
every dawn and make a tose-jar
when they die.
“He has achieved success,” says a
philosopher, "who has lived well,
laughed often and loved much; who
has gained the respect of intelligent
men and the love of little children;
who has filled his niche and accom¬
plished his task; who has left the
world better than he found it,
whether by an improved poppy, a
perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who
has never lacked appreciation of
earth’s beauty, or failed to express
it; who has looked for the best in
others and who has given the best
lie had; whose life is an inspiration
and whose memory a benediction.—
Indianapolis News. .