Derrick Sterling: A Story of the MinesMunroe, Kirk
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Derrick Sterling: A Story of the Mines
Munroe, Kirk
Coal mines and mining -- Juvenile fiction
For a brief space the man stood bewildered, and then began to run
towards the door that opened into the new workings. Several of the
miners followed him until they came to where their sentinel stood. He,
watchful and on the alert, as he had been ever since they left him
there, was greatly surprised at their haste and the impatient demands
made of him as to why he had allowed two persons to pass. Of course he
stoutly denied having done so, and declared he had seen no living being
since taking his station at that place.
"Then they're back in the old workings, lads, and we'll have 'em yet,"
cried Job Taskar. "They can't get out, for the gangway's choked beyond.
They must have been hid yonder near the place of meeting since
lunch-time, waiting for us, and they're hid now, waiting till we leave,
so's they can sneak out. But they can't fool us any more, an' we'll get
'em this time."
With this the man, fuming with rage and disappointed hate, turned and
retraced his steps up the gangway, followed by four of his companions.
The rest of the Mollies, feeling that no more business would be
transacted that evening, and having no inclination to join in the human
hunt, dispersed to different parts of the new workings, or went up the
slopes to the surface. Monk Tooley stayed behind, not for the purpose of
joining in the pursuit of the mine boss and his companion, but with a
vague idea of protecting Derrick from harm in case they should be
caught.
Led by Job Taskar, the four Mollies eagerly and carefully explored every
foot of the gangway, and even climbed up into several worked-out breasts
at its side, thinking the fugitives might be hidden in them.
After surmounting several minor obstacles, they finally came to one that
was much more serious. It was a mass of fallen debris that filled the
gangway to within a couple of feet of its roof, and extended for a long
distance. Thinking that perhaps it completely choked the passage a few
yards farther on, and that he might now find those whom he sought in
hiding, like foxes run to earth, Taskar eagerly scrambled up over the
loose rocks and chunks of coal, reaching the top while his followers
were still at some distance behind.
[Illustration: SUDDENLY THERE CAME A BLINDING FLASH, A ROAR AS OF A CANNON]
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