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In the history of mining troubles there
has been nothing more serious than that
of the Coeur d'Alene country, Idaho,
where General Merriam still maintains
martial law with a regiment of colored
soldiers and a body of state militia.
I'i'obably no statement of the causes
leading up to the affair would be accept-
ed both by those who sympathize with
the miners and by those who denounce
them as criminals and outlaws, but the
origin of the trouble may be broadly said.
to have arisen from the fact that one big
mining firm refused to recognize the pow-
erful miners' union,
The various stages which this dispute
was carried through reached R climax
some weeks see when a crowd of 1,0O
masked and armed men assembled in ad-
joining towns, captured a train, rode into
Wardner and blew up the buildings of
the offending company with 3,000 pound
of giant powder. Then the men went.
back to work.
The whole affair was over in three or
four hours, but in that time property to
the amount of h1,250,000 had been de-
etrnyecd, several persous kilted and the
Whole country stirred up.
As the miners have refused to talk to
newspaper repr'eseutatives tbeir story of
the affair remains untold, but here is
an account given by an eyewitness who
Wight fairly be called disinterested.
"The movement started on that date at
Burke, when about 300 men armed with
Wiaehester rifles boarded a mixed train
and rade to Gem. There another large
force was added to the mob, anti a ton
and a halt of giant powder was taken
.aboard. It was divided into six charges.
I do not know where the powder was se-
cured, but according to general intermit -
lion it wag pitted up in the vicinity of
Cum. When the train arrived at the
switch outside of Wallace ''5 or 100 more
armed men, who had walked down from
Mullen. seven miles. were taken aboard.
The train pulled into Wallace looking
litre a moving arsenal. Wallace added a
large number to the mob. There were
probably 1,000 men on the ttnin.
"Tbe people of Wallace looked ou la
mints amazement. The whole affair had
the appearance of a huge joke. It was
BEC OP THE WARDNER MINE.
{-'t ita= a photograph taken after the ex-
plosion.]
.certainly an orderly mob. Some of the
headers asked the telegraph operator for
-orders to clear the track to Warduer.
`I'll wire to headquarters for instruc-
tions,' was his reply. Later he said, '•I
•have rao orders or instructions to give.'
" Well, then, we will run on our own
•orders,' was the reply. A detachment of
armed men were put in the engine, and a
man was sent ahead with a flag to avoid
.a collision. The engineer backed the
train down and after the switch was
'thrown pulled out for Wardner.
"The train pulled out slowly to the ac-
•xompaniment of a few wild yells. It was
a novel sight. Men were clinging to the
etre in every imaginable way. Every
cnceivable space was taken and the tops
of the cars were crowded. The mon car-
ded Winchester rifles and had all kinds of
.masks. One wore a piece of the United
.States flag.
"The news of the approach of the train
with its army was telephoned to Ward -
nen The Bunker Hill and Sullivan
mines were immediately closed down,
.and Manager Burbridge left for Spo-
•kane.
"No one disputed the entrance ot the
,mob to Wardner. It formed in line, and
with rifles and giant powder marched to-
ward the millhouse of the Bunker Hill
sand Sullivan. The nonunion men, who
were armed, tied to the mountains over
looking the town. The peace loving. in•
.habitants of the village disappeared as if
Eby magic. The mob was in absolute pos-
session. They applied the torch to the
•company boarding house, which was
•kept by an old colored woman. The
flames jumped up and spread throughout
the building. At 2:36 o'clock there was
a terrible explosion, and the grand
'climax came. It shook the earth for 20
'miles around.
"With the rising and falling of torn
.sand splintered timbers, the twisting and
',breaking of steel and iron rods, the big
\mnill was transformed into one kuge pile
.ef debris. Twelve or fifteen .box cars
'that stood near the mill were shattered
and broken up. The big shaft of the
•mill was broken into 'pieces, one of the
ilargest of which carne down and crashed
-through the middle of a big ear."
After some further scenes of violence,
an which several shots were exchanged,
',the crowd left Werdner and returned
'to work in the various adjoining mines.
Before the end of the week General Baer-
' riam
er•cram was on hand with his troops, and
since then hundreds of arrests have been.
tMade. For nearly a month a sort of
!armed peace has been maintained, and
letke country at large looks on with inter
'{.est to see what will be tk. sad e1 tks
.agafr.
LONDON'S NEW. HERO.
®+-.+.-.-.-.•.-.'..-.i0«.-..[l1 London has
T A Fighting Scot found a new
soldier hero.
Wino Ras Mae* Colonel Hee-
Who o r Macdon
From the Ranks. ald, who eom-
mended t h e
de..,...fir,.».».-...q.w. ,,,a. t Sudanese reg-
iment at the
battle of Omdurman, has recently re-
turned from Egypt and has been lion-
ized. He was the guest of honor at a
big banquet in Hotel Cecil, and a fine
sword was given to him. Since then he
has made a triumphal tour through
Scotland to his old home to Rosshire.
"Fighting Mac," as he is called by hie
troops, is what is known in the high=
lands as a "ranker." More than 20
years ago he enlisted as a member of
the Gordons. He did not remain a pri-
vate very long. Up to the time he arst
met the Afghans he had reached the
grade of noncommissioned officers, where
COLONEL SECTOR MACDONALD.
most British soldiers generally stick.
But in his first year's fighting he was
twice mentioned in dlspatehes. He was
awarded a medal and a bronze star for
gallantry in action and finally was com-
misst. nee a second lieutenant.
The Boer war of 1881 gave the young
officer another chance to win distinc-
tion, and his later career in Egypt and
the Sudan is hall marked with medals,
mentions and other tokens of ability
and personal bravery.
The task of bringing the Egyptian
army into something like shape and
discipline was one that might have kill-
ed a less determined enthusiast. Only
strong personal respect and love for
their officer could have brought the
Sudanese to the pitch of perfection
shown in the recent campaigns.
The crowning test of his training was.
or course, the famous incident in thr
march on Omdurman. The first furious
onslaught of the dervishes on the zarebe
covering the British position had been
repulsed with tremendous slaughter,
and the sirdar moved his army forward
to claim the final fruits of victory. Mac-
donald's brigade, which was on the
right, must somehow have gone out too
far, for a large body of dervishes sud-
denly seemed to have it in isolation and
to be on the point of sweeping it out of
existence. Fortunately the Sudanese
and Egyptians under his command
Stood like rocks. and with the help of
three batteries of artillery and their
officer's wonderfully coal and skillful
manipulation they swept back the ene-
my into the most complete rout ever
witnessed by the most experienced in
dervish warfare.
A PHILIPPINE MAGAZINE.
the ...-.NN-.N-.-•-tete . One of the
T most unique
Ambitions Liter- •p u b I Mations
erg Effort by Oar 3 which have
come from
SoIdlerslaManiia. 3 Manila is the
Ph111ppinc
�.o...........s-.-.w..s-sro.sro.( Magazine, the
most ambi-
tious of all the literary schemes Launch-
ed by the American soldiers who are
stationed there. It is purely local in
character, its illustrations are tropical
scenes and pictures o.f typical natives,
and its reading matter breathes in ev-
ery line the martial clatter of life in its
birthplace.
There are short stories by army and
navy officers, a sketch of W. W. Brown,
the "mayor of Manila;" a glimpse into
some of the superstitions of the natives
and pictures of street scenes and river
scenes, jungles and the interiors of Fili-
pino homes and a great deal of matter
particularly interesting on account of
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its being gathered right in Uncle Sam's
new possession in the intervals of strife
by men who are doing the fighting.
The editor and proprietor of the new
magazine is H. Furman Hedden. He
promises in his next number to repro-
duce over 74 photographs taken on the:
firing line while the troops were in ac-
tion. The literary object of the maga-
zine will be to portray all the interes -
ing and historical feature. of the wails
•nt campaign.
TO MY SISTER.
From the city in a plain
Where I linger, sore or fain,
Let this token join ua twain—
"Qedenke i1ein."
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ft
By the blue torgetmenot,
And the pansy. color shot,
And the faithful lovers' knot—
"4cdenke Mein."
By the nursery where we playa,
You a merry, romping maid,
I an urchin rather staid—
"Lledenke Mein."
Children of your own today
la another nursery play.
Let our vanlsh'd childhood say—
"Oedeuke Mein."
By the garden near the .goo,
With the stricken mulberry tree,
Where your lung legs Bash'd at me—
"Gedenke stein."
Tho' the stricken giant died,
And the sea we play'd beside
L the sea which doth divide—
"Cedenke Mein,"
Tho' f tall a little lower
Than the promise of my dower,
And the harvest mock the sower—
"Qedenke Mein."
By the peace 1 must forswear,
And the hopes whose fruits you beat,
And the memories we share—
"Oedenke %Lein."
—Blackwood's Magazine,.
THE JILTING Of MASTER TOMMIE
By W. R. ROSE.
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Letter carrier No, 400 was swlugiug
back to the postotlice at a fine clip. It
was late In the afternoon. and he had
finished his last delivery,
Letter Carrier X had an east end
route. It wasn't an aristocratic route,
but they were nice people, and they ap-
preciated their obliging and good look.
Ing carrier, for carrier No. 400 was
really one of the most presentable men
ou the force. He wasn't exactly a
young man, lie had stepped over the
80 line, but there wasn't a younger
num On the force who could outclass
him in any way.
In fact. he was what the feminine
lexicon would define as an eligible par-
ty. Ile was quite alone in the world;
he had a tidy amount 1n the bank; he
carried a goodly sum of life insurance;
he had no cause to fear for the future.
Added to this he was sober. faithful,
Intelligent and hadn't a vice worthy of
the name.
Possibly his only defect was an en-
tire indifference to the improving sex,
which certainly was not their fault,
for he was, as has been emphasized, a
decidedly goodly man to gaze upon.
As he turned the corner on to the ave-
nue a young woman carrying a small
handbag suddenly confronted him.
"If you please," said the young wo-
man.
Letter carrier No. 400 stopped. She
was a comely young woman with dark
eyes and a clear complexion, and when
he had further noticed that she had a
dimple In her left cheek, It suddenly
occurred to him—he was a quick
thinker—that when you own as pretty
a dimple as that, one of them is quite
enough. Besides this, her voice was
low and quite musical, and the carrier
—who knew really nothing about such
things, felt sure that her clothes, al-
though quite plain. gave her a strik-
ingly neat appearance.
He stopped short and lifted his bat.
"If you please," the young woman
timidly repeated, "I want to ask a fa-
vor."
"Certainly," said the carrier.
And his smile seemed to reassure
her.
"I came to the city," she rapidly ex-
plained, "to find an aunt whom I had
not seen for years. I had written to
her I was coming and knew her ad-
dress. But when 1 went to the house
I found she had suddenly moved away
—out of the city, the neighbors said.
And now I am quite at a loss what to
do. I have never been in a city before,
and I do not know where to go." The
young woman's voice trembled a little.
"They told me at home," she added,
"that if I got lost or wanted to know
where to find places I must speak to a
policeman."
"I am not," said the carrier, "a po-
liceman, but that," he hastily added,
"makes no diI ereace." He added it
just in time, for the young woman
seemed quite startled.
"I am only one of Uncle Sam's post-
men," said the carrier, "but I fancy I
can meet this emergency quite as well
as if I walked a beat instead of a
route."
He smiled as he said this, and his
smile was so Infectious that he fancied
the young woirnan fairly echoed it.
"I have itt"•• he cried. "You must go
to Mrs. Torrens. She'll take care of
you tonight anyway. Tell her what
you told me and say that I sent you."
Here he blushed slightly. He was
playing quite a new role.
"And your name?" the young woman
timidly asked.
"George," replied carrier 400,
"George Tolliver. Here's my card. Mrs.
Torrens knows me. Go back to the
first street, turn the corner; it's a
White cottage with blue chairs on the
porch."
She thanked him gratefully and they
went their several ways.
As he strode down the street car-
rier 400 suddenly noticed that he was
whistling as he hadn't whistled since
he was a boy.
The next morning when he stepped
on the Torrens porch the door sudden-
ly opened and the young woman stood
on the threshold. She looked amazing-
ly well without her hat and wonderful-
ly neat with her white collar and cuffs.
"Mrs. Torrens said you were coming
up the street," She murmured, "and I
Wanted to thank you for pair kindness.
She is a lovely lady, and I am to stay
and help her with her sewing for a
Week, at least. Thank you so much."
Carrier 400 walked up the street
firmly convineed that that was as pret-
ty a dimple as the law allowed.
He saw the young woman almost ev-
ery day, and the days he didn't see her
seemed quite empty and wasted, for
good Mrs. Torrens seemed quite loath
to let her go. And one morning car-
rier 400 said to her as he shuffled over
his letters, "You don't seem to bother
the postmen to any fatiguing extent."
"No." she answered a little sadly,
"there is uobody to write. I am quite
alone in the world."
And if it needed any bond of sympa-
thy to draw carrier 400 to title village
maiden here it was.
One day he boldly said to her, "Have
you seen much of the eity?"
No,
a e she ba,idln.'t. She guessed she.was
littlti
y Imcall for you Sunday morn-
ing?" he asked with a nerve that be
felt was really paralyzing, "and take
you for a little trip on the suburban
cars?"
"I will ask Mrs. Torrens" she said
with a happy smile. "I would like to
go ever so much.
So they went, as the weather was de-
lightful, and carrier 400 knew where
to order such a nice luncheon, and,
really, when they came back late In
the afternoon the ratan of the party felt
that he bad never spent quite such a
delightful day.
But, alas, there was a dark cloud in
the oiling.
As the carrier looked over his letters
the next morning there was one for
"Mrs. Tom Trimble." It was in the
care of Mrs. Torrens, and the address
was written in a stiff, vertical hand.
He read this ad"iress to the neat
young wuuian at the door, and when
she heard it she hesitated a moment,
and then with a merry laugh and a
quick blush said, "Yes, that's for me."
And Carrier George walked away
with a heavy heart, and the sky lost
its color, and the grass seemed dull and
brown.
She had told him her name was Anna
Havens. And she looked so honest and
s0 innocent.
He came and went as usual, but he
no longer had a smile and friendly
word for the false girl at the Torrens
door. Ile was all business now. Nev-
ertheless his heart was bruised and
sere.
He couldn't help but notice that she
looked at him curiously, and almost
appealingly, and he even liancied she
was getting paler.
"Worrying about that brute of a
husband, I suppose," thought Carrier
George, and he felt that the neglectful
Trimble would do well to keep off that
particular carrier's route.
One morning she mustered up cour-
age and said to him: "I fear I may
have unintentionally offended you.
You—you"—she couldn't stop her voice
from trembling a little—"have been so
kind and so helpful to me that I would
not fr,r the world have you think that
I am not truly grateful"
"Do not distress yourself, Mrs. Trim-
ble," said Carrier George coldly. "It
isn't worth while."
"Mrs. Trimble!" echoed the girl.
"Mrs. Trimble! Why do you call me
that? Oh, oh, did you think I was real-
ly married?"
"I had an idea," said Carrier George
a little shakily, "that when people are
married at all they are really married."
"But I'm not married at all!" cried
the girl with a merry laugh. "Tommy
Trimble is only a 9 -year-old boy! It's
all a joke. He belongs to a neighbor
family at home, and almost since he
could talk he has claimed me as his
sweetheart. It was just his boyish fun
putting that address on the envelope.
Walt! I'll show you his letter."
"No," said Carrier George huskily.
"I'll—I'll see you again."
He walked away feeling he had had
a shock. At the same time he noticed
the sky was quite blue again, and the
air fairly seethed with sunshine.
He knew just what he wanted to
may as he came up the street next
morning. What he did say was this,
and he said it very quickly:
"Miss Havens, Anna, would you be
willing to change that address to Mrs.
George Tolliver? Will you jilt Tommie
Trimble for me?"
"Poor Tommie!" said Anna very soft-
ly as she put her little hand in the
carrier's strong grasp.
And so it presently happened that a
substitute was put on in the place of
carrier 400 and two happy Tollivers
went away for a brief wedding jour-
ney.—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Umbrella Diplomacy.
A man with an umbrella was walk-
ing in the rain. An umbrellaless friend
joined him and shared the protection.
The umbrella owner noticed that now
he was getting only half protection, as
the rain and the drippings from the
umbrella as well fell on one shoulder.
Seeing another friend without an um-
brella, be invited him in out of the wet,
saying, "There is plenty of room for
three." By this new arrangement he
now had complete protection, as he
had to move the umbrella to the posi-
tion he carried it when he was using it
alone, and a friend on either side pro-
tected him from the rain while receiv-
ing the drippings from the umbrella.—
John Gilmer Speed in Woman's Home
Companion,
It Would Flatter Man.
Few men have deserved and few
have won higher praise in an epitaph
than the following, which was written
by Lord Byron on the tomb of his dead
Newfoundland:
"Near this spot are deposited the re-
mains of one who possessed beauty
without vanity, strength without in-
solence, courage without ferocity and
all the virtues of man without his
vices. This praise, which would be
unmeaning flattery if inscribed over
human. ashes, is but a just tribute to
the memory of Boatswain, a dog, who
was born at Newfoundland May 3,
1803, and died at Newstead Abbey
Nov. 1.8, 1808."
BIliMNPR AT IWI
How Lee Sar Bow Faced the
Fire of Conspirators.
LIKE A REVOLVING TURRET.
An Example of Many Sided Chinese
Character -Convicted and Ranged
on Perjured 'Testimony of Rival
Highbinders.
The late Fresno battle gamonts Chinese
highbinders, in which three were killed, is
not the biggest battle that ever took place
between the rival societies by any weans,
writes W. C. Bonner in the San Francisco
Cell.
The first really successful fight ever pub
up by any tong or highbinder society was
the most disastrous of all. It was consurn-
mated in fire old Chinese theater on Jack -
w en street in the early seventies: I saw
the result, which can never be erased from
my memory. The diabolical scheme wad
evolved in the brain of the old :rascal who
LBB SAE BOW'S DE8PERATB Fxowr
was the chief adviser of the Ok Gong
Tong, a society very popular at that time.
His plot to raise money was as follows:
Certain members of the tong were to
enter the playhouse on a certain night
when another rival society was to have a
festival. These picked men were to take
Beats in the gallery, and when the house
became well filled they were ordered to
throw some lighted papers saturated with
oil down upon the heads of the audience
seated below in the main portion of the
auditorium. Immediately this was done
the others were to give an alarm of fire.
He explained that the result would be a
stampede and a general rush for the front
door. The hatchet men were to be sta-
tioned near that exit and carefully watch
for the men with whom the tong had to
deal. Incidentally those who were capable
of good light fingered work were to pick
the pockets of the frightened people who
were trying to escape the flames.
The scheme worked beyond expectation.
As soon as the burning paper was thrown
from the gallery there was a wild rush for
the front door, the only exit from the
building. Leading from the theater prop-
er was a long and somewhat narrow hall-
way fully 40 feet in length, and at the
auditorium end of this passage were a pair
of heavy wooden swinging doors. After
the first few people who were seated or
standing near the doors had made their es-
cape the springs with which the big doors
were kept closed recoiled, and they flew
back into the faoea of the nest portion of
the surging mob. With a fury born of
desperation they forced the doors from their
hinges and threw them into the hallway,
felling to the floor those who had escaped
ahead of them. The result was a bridge
over which the rest rushed, trampling the
very lives out of the unfortunate creatures
who were in the narrow death trap ahead
of them.
There was no publio morgue in those
days, and it was the custom to farm out
the privilege of caring for the dead to
some enterprising undertaker. When that
official arrived at the scene of the disaster,
he found 13 cold, repulsive bodies laid out
on the sidewalk, and all bad been robbed
of their valuables.
The job had been done in a most careful,
workmanlike manner, and the Ok Gong
Tong was avenged. When the history of
the highbinders in this oily is put into
types, it will record a sanguinary tale that
might well rank with any of the grew-
some stories of Edgar Allan Poe or other
clever writers of fiction who have depend-
ed upon imagination for their material.
The heroic stand made by Lee Sar Bow
in Cum Cook alley when he was pursued
by his many enemies from one of bbe
buildings facing on that narrow thorough-
fare is worthy of mention.
Bow was one of the boldest of fighters
ever known in the Chinese quarter. He
declared lotus dying day that he had nev-
er takers a human life unless he was con-
vinced that the aot was necessary to save
his own.
On this particular occasion Bow had
been wanted for some months by members
of a rival tong. He had been in hiding
in one of the flash houses in the alley for
several days, protected by the woman who
remained true to him until the end came.
A careful watch was kept on the house
day and night by his enemies.
Finally, through lack ot provisions,
Bow was obliged to make a trip to the
shops to replenish the larder. He had
scarcely reached the second dark landing
of the crooked stairway leading from his
quarters ou the top floor when the sharp
crack of a revolver and the whiz of a bul-
let told hien that he was discovered.
Bow flew to the street, for experience
bad taught hint that it was useless to
fight highbinders in the dark. On his way
to the street he loosened his six shooter
from its fastenings under his jacket and
prepared to sell his life as dearly as possi-
ble. •
Me soon► had he stepped into the open
.tete baetwaiw were ,) erred on him bora
.1 sides. Never did pian make a boldelr
+a,,,tnd. With his six shooter resting across
his arm, that be might get a more steady
aim, this heathen stood as firm as a rep,.
and never turned a hair. His enemies
were steadily peppering him from all
points of the compa•;s, but he remained as
calm asif be were taking a. quiet observe
tion of the sky in search of some indica-
tion of a ohmage in the weather. He turn-
ed deliberately from right to left wbile.hia
six shooter kept spitting away. The police
soon took a hand in the game, but not
until Bow had been pretty well perforated
with shots from the eueni.y's guns.
Bow was taken to a surgeon, who saved
his life, which was finally forfeited to the
state. He was hanged for the murder of
a fellow countryman.
To tbis day one may find graybeards
around police quarters who believe that
Lee Sar Bow was convicted through the
perjured testae oay of rival highbinders,
who took this a sans of getting hint out
of the way.
All who knew him could not help ad-
miring the man's supreme oaurago. $is
last words to the executioner were;
"Thank yea for your biadnes.s, captain..
Goodby. Tell all China taoys to be honest
and desert the tongs. I know. I have
tried both ways, and I say this that slimy
countrymen may friar and heed- It pays
better to be hen:At."
DANGEROUS NEST ROBBING,
How Two Vallf'orians Were Nearly
Killed by Condors.
il'ranlr Raiz ani Frd l?5rbush nearly
lost their liven recently In trying to rob a
cond•ar nest in San Royal anyou, near
Manta Barbara, in Cali: arnvs. The nest
Was in a cave far hip a ro, ay ledge, and it
took conei4ara'ie time an•3 hard eitenbing
to revels it. Frani; prizee-lei to investi-
gate the cave whits Fred Mood on errant
outside. In the neat Frame saw a b,auti-
tul egg, which he p^iokr i up with care
and put in his hanikereetif. Swinging
it around his n eek SO as to keep both hands
free, he started. on the pert -he -as trip he
along the ledge.
He had made about tareemereors of
the distanle. says the San Fr3n'ru5: a Call,
when .an Oinrn) 48 rattly a win€;etel+i laim
thea danger WAS Dear. Lcoking up, he
saw two cnn4ars sweeping Jaws. Spon
The birds wire as little timid about mak,
ing the attazc and sever -.al time's rale
near and ellen swerv_rd oaf tan specie again.
This gave Frank a chat.:e, ani flus first
thought was far tate prize tb:it he had
been at suet pains to aecu , Frati was
standing on the otter exit of the ledge,
with hie club in ons hand, ani with the
other ha tbraw stenos a: tb3 vialon0 birds
in the bops of frught•"ntng them away
Cateh the egg and put it in a
safe place," Frank '.att•ed qua at the same
time throwing his treasure to Fred, who
caught it ani quickly hid le between two
large stones.
Then the fight began. At sight of the
egg the two eoniora becalm furious. They
turned their attention to Fred, who had
all ha could da to beat thaw off, even for
a few minutes. Twaca they swooped down
on Frani and tore lite clothes with their
murderous talons. He was powerless and
ooul,i only cling to the rocky ledgo and
keep his head out of sight OS mu.:h las pea -
'tibia. During tease atta has Fred kept up
a volley of stones and strnolc the birth
several times. One larga rock stsuok the
mother bird square on the beak and for s
moment seemed to stun her. She flutter-
ed 10 the air and then dropped to a rock
about fro feet below, followed by her faith-
ful mate.
This was Frank's chance, and, at the
risk of his life, he made a jump from the
ledge to where Fred was standing. By
the barest chance he gained a foothold.
Once he slipped and would have ,gone tc
the bottom had not Fred quickly run for-
ward and grabbed bine just as he was slid-
ing over the precipice.
"Is the egg all right?" he called cub the
instant be was safe.
"Yes," answered Fred.
"All right; let the birds come,"
And the birds did come. Like a whirl-
wind they swooped down on the two men.
The attack was met with a series of blows
from the clubs, but in such a position it
THE Two CONDORS BECAME FURIOUS.
was a difficult matter to strike a telling
blow at a moving object, and but little
harm was done the condors.
Again and again the vicious birds at-
tacked with talons and bill and beat fierce-
ly with their wings. Both men were
scratched and torn, and their clothes were
Jai ribbons. They were beginning to got
tired.
At this point Frank put all his strength
into s. blow that caught the largest con-
dor square on top of the head. This prao-
tioally knocked out the big oondor, but
the other acme on with redoubled fury.
She s't'atchod and clawed and pecked, but
the two nisi were too much for her. The
stead! shower of blows began to tell, and
she flagped weakly for a few minutes and
then lamely flew offto console her disabled.
mate, who was nursing his sore head on*
ook abort 160 :e eb away.