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About The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current | View Entire Issue (March 19, 1904)
V, I Cbc all? Hebraehan 1 . ft y & i v -? w v . t you ain't jest used to these animule'a gaits. They're kind of uneven. That's all." he added, soothingly. Jack and I saw it, and wo would have (old father of Pete's joke If we hadn't made a rule never to tell on Pete, and'if we had liked the stranger a lit tle better. We were almost exhausted when we reached the mouth of the Pit. It Is about three miles in length and we had to make half that distance, at least, to pitch our tents in a sheltered spot and the sun was getting low! All around us the walls of Pike's Peak rose up n thousand feet or more, like the sides of a tumbler and almost as perpendicular, were it not for irreg ular little ridges which ran brokenly around the whole Not a bit of vegeta tion or green or any sort, appeared on the vast expanses of solid rock, except an occasional stunted, evergreen, which seemed strangely out of place The smooth surface of the rocks glistened here and there as the last rays of the sun stuck tho water trickly over the sun struck the water trickling over them. We wore all so tired that even Mr Benton's guest had no breath or vocab ulary with which to praise the grand eur and tho beauty of this little spot, wi its shrub oaks and juniper bushes. We had all tumbled off our burros, and were lying flat on our backs, camp er's fashion, with arms outstretched. French Creek, as Pete called the three-feet wide brook, glided quietly through the Pit basin, but here at the mouth it took a header over the rocks and was transformed into a torrent of spray and whilpools. Under tho overhanging rocks on its banks we always found the most beau tifully tinted bluo and pink forget-me-nots, on beds of green moss. In the fall, when the ice gathers on the edge of the stream we have often had to break tho ice to get at them, v The professor had nothing to say of these delicate little flowers he had even forgotten tho botanical name, which all goes to show how tired and hungry he was, as were all the rest of us now. Pete had gone on ahead, and when our bedraggled party finally followed we found a blazing fire ready and Pete bending over something which smelled very much like toasting bacon. It seemed to us that things had never tasted so good as on that night. Ve all ate ravenously and in spite of tho fact that Professor McCall said he ha never tasted minco pio before, he ato two pieces just the same. Night soon camo on, black and star less. Wo had all wrapped ourselves In blankets and were lying before the fire when some ono suggested the ' Ghost." "Thct's right," said Pete, jumping up and standing between the fire and tne black wall of the Pit. "He'd orter perform all right tonight. It's a plenty dark enough. Oh, thero's the old boy," no exclaimed and disappeared in the We wish all our stndents friends to know that the Best Ice Cream COMES FROM Franklin Ice Cream and Dairy Co. 183 80. 12th St. Phone. F 208 tent to reach for his field-glasses. When he had found them he offered thein to tne guest of honor. About half-way up the mountainside a little light gleamed faintly against the dense black back-ground, and through the field glasses tho light could be seen to move steadily from ono end of a ledge, apparently, to the other, swinging back and forth like a pendu lum all tho while. We had all seen it before, but as we stood spell-bound watching the light in Its changing positions, the uncanni ness and weirdness seemed to fill us all except the Professor, who presently broke the silence, lemarklng coolly. wonderful phenomena, that," and he thougnL deeply, with his arms fold ed, and his eyes still on the light "Must 00 phosphorescent." "Aw," broke In Pete, disgustedly ' 'Taln't no sich thing." We didn't just exactly know what tho scientist meant, but Pete knew he was trying to dispute the authenticity of the ghost. "That man was Andy Petersen, an old pal of mine Maybe I don't know him," said Pete, and he shook his head and sighed "He was a regular shark at poker. Well, it was ten jcars ago, come next month, that we felleis from Judge William's mine down Hear Creek, 'Golden Eggs,' clutn up to the peak to see tho sunrise. Andy wns night watchman there, but he got a lay-off that night. We kind of lost the way that was when he was all new in these parts and Andy had tho lan tern and had gone on a tour of inves tigation to try to find the trail. Sud denly he yelled, and the light disap peared. There we were without a light, and Andy the Lord knew where. We crept over In the direction we seen him last, on our hands and knees. "' Lord!' groaned Fordyce, he had been up there before, " 'lie's fallen in the pit," and he went into a perfect spasm of howls throwing his arms around and yelling Andy's name at the top of his voice We fellers didn't un derstand till morning came and wo looked over tho edge. Maybe I didn't get cold when I seen where I had sat for two hours. If I'd moved a foot farther I'd never known what tec bed mo off. "As soon as it was light Fordyce went up Summit House for ropes", leav ing me behind to mark the place When he camo back he had a couple of men with him, who used to live at the mines but wuz keeping a restaurant on the summit, making a fortune off'ln every sandwich they sold. They both knew Andy, and we four had a reg'ler scrap as to who was goi' down. Finally be ing the lightest, they sont me down. 1 must havo dropped 400 feet, but wo couldn't find him nowhere's I wanted to go further, but the rope must have give out, for thoy began to pull me up. That was the only time I ever had the sense knocked out of me. 1 hit my head on a ledge going up and didn't know beans for a week. "Well, the fellers got some more rope the next week Fordyce walked clean to Cripple Creek for it, and sent an other juaii down. He dropped all the way down to the Pit, but ho couldn't make a And, so we gave it up and Andy's still keeping watch. It's ten year now," and Pete sighed and went Hmrk to the fire. 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