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To-day's Short Story. 1 A RACE FOR LIFE. Sauntering along the basiling thorough- fares of the Strand one afte-rnoon in July, 188-, my vagrant attention was arrested by a knot of people who wera .gathered round one of those small square openings that appear at irregular intervals in the centre of the pavements of most of our London streets. It was neither a large crowd nor one calculated to attract the notice of many of the hurrying mutitude that were "sontmuaJly passing to and fro, but having a morbid sort of curiosity to know what was taking place I pushed my way through the crowd and saw that all were intently watching the uncovered, well-like opening, evidently expecting someone or something to appear. "Ah, he 11 go down there once too often, miiter," said a man at my elbow, who by his attire a-nd manner of speech appeared to be one of those who make their living on the great London highway, the Thames: in fact. there wan no mistaking him for other than a "bargee." "Yes," continued he, "if he'd agoue through as much as I have underneath that there 'ole he'd never want to go down ag in. I wonder he's got the nerve to go down at all- arter all what he's heard me tell scores o' times. Why, a fortane wouldn't tempt me to leave this 'ere pavement," and he folded his arms and -grazed into the dark aperture before him with the air of a. man whosk- determination could .not possibly be shaken. I at once saw that he had a story to relate, go, suggesting a sojourn to the pub" opposite, we left the crowd still waiting and expectantly gazing into the Stygian diaj-kness of the well, and in a few minutes were comfortably enecocced in a cosy bar parlour. Yes, mister," remarked my companion, after having drained his pint of bitter, "I once had an adventure down there as would make the 'air stand up off yer 'ed." I remarked that u. must have been a thrilling experience that would be likely to came such a remarkable occurrence. I "That it were, mister," he replied, "and Clie as I wouldn't ave 'appen to me a,- in tor all the gold in India; but if it will be at J all intere?tin' to you I'm wilhng to relate as much as I can recollect." Expre?in? my willingness to ?ea<? an atten- tive ear to the story, and ordering a fh ?uppty of the nectar patronised by my con-  versational friend, I lit my pipe and awaited his narrative. It s just eighteen months ago when I engaged wit h the corporation to go as assis- tant to Bill Martin, who was at that time foreman labourer engaged in looking after and repairing the mtiin sewers of the City of London. I didn't half like the job. but. being out of work, because of the fogs on the river, and the missus laid up with rheu- matic", J. took the first thing that offered, and so it wa4s settled that Bill was to take me for a 'show round the next day. Well, eight o'clock the next morning I attended" at the works' oifioe, signed my name. and got my rig out—long boots up above the knees, two pairs" thick wool stockings. flannel shirt, aerge jumper, and leather sou-westrr—and started off to meet Bill at that very identical hole that we was just a-locking a. and after a few minutes along he comes with the lant-ernis. After a look round we takes the top off, •ights the lanterns, and starts to go below. It wn a queer feeling at first going down into the darkness; everything seemed dead- like and mouldy. The air was thick and misty, and made the lights lo-ak dim and yellow. We soon reached the bottom, and found ourselves in a sort of small dome, with a, dcirk crawling river oom.ing out of a 3iole, about six feet high and four feet wide, opposite to us. and slowly pa-asing away, through another opening of the &a.me size and shape behind vie. I stood looking up the huge pipe and was just wondering what it was like further up, wiien Bill, who had gone ahead, looked back for me and sung out, Was I a-coming- or wasn't I?' His voice gave me an awful turn for the moment, as I had forgotten all about his being there, and when he hollered <mt I nearly dropped the lantern with sheer fright, for his voice sounded awfoi hollow coming out of the pipe. and was enough to startle a. stone image. I soon pulled myself together and started off after him, splashing along in the water, whirh was black as ink and almost up to my knees. Bill began explaining all about the dif- ferent branches and leads, and how to find the difrerent districts.' as he called them, and as we splashed along, I noticed that the rats were all over the place in thousands, and I could hear them scurrying and squeak- ing on all sides, and see their little bright eyes peepmg out from the slimy walls, look- ing for all the world like little lamps. Bill asked me how I liked it. and whether I thought I could find my way back if I acci- dentally lo-t him. I said I thought I could -g-et along aM right, the pipes seamed all straight. Says he, You'd never roo-oh I where we came down; we've come nigh upon four miles, and we've taken nine turnings. If you was to try and find your way alone, you'd get lost for a certainty, and either etarve or get eaten alive by the rats.' Well, you may reckon I hung pretty closo to Bill after that; in fact, I very nearly walked on top of him when he stopped—I was tha.t close to him. We went on for a little I ■ -while longer, Bill all the time explaining all about the different channels and drifts, when we pulleu np, and he says. Well, Joe, we've gone far enough to-day, so we'll see about getting back home': and so back we started. "We trudged along for about ten minutes, when Eill stopped for a moment to trim his 4e,ntern, and as I happened to look down I noticed that the water seemed to be a. little higher than it was when we first started. Bill saw me looking, and asked what it was. I told him that I thought the water was a little higher, but I wasn't sure. He didn't make any answer, but started off at a rather quick walk, splashiog the water up almost to the roof of the pipe, and gradually going th3. fast that I could hardly drag my heavy boots after him. By-and-bye, he stopped sud- denly and whispered, 'Listen!' We both stopped still as death, but could hear nothing but the scurrying of the rats and the dripping of moisture from the damp walls and roof. Bill muttered, I must have been mistaken,' and started on again, though at a rather good pace. He went on like this for about another five minutes, when I began to fancy I could hear a faint rumbling sort of noise. I told Bill, and we stopped and listened again. 'Good Lord,' says Bill all of a sudden, 'its a heavy storm coming down, and if we don't get to some shelter before it catches us we're dead men; off with your boots and run for your bare life.' You may imagine, sir, that I was not long putting off the heavy boots, and scarce got them off before Bill had started. Away we tore for about half a nrile. throwing the water up to the roof like sea- spray. and then, having gone at such a pace, and not being accustomed to much running, I had to slack off a little, and called to Bill ii to ease up a bit. But to my horror I found that somehow or other I had taken a wrong turning, missed Bill, and was fairly lost! I shouted myself hoarse, but no sound came back but the echo of my own voice, dull and hollow. I set to work to try and think where I had taken the wrong turning, but the fear of being drowned had well-nigh turned my brain, and I could think of nothing exoept to hasten forward. "My lantern now began to shed a very misty light, and I aga.in noticed to my con- sternation that the water was over my knees; on and on I dashed, the perspiration dropping from my fae-e like rain and nearly blinding me. I had at last to stop for breath, and on looking down I suddenly recollected that when we started the stream was against us, and here it was against me; consequently, I was going in the very opposite direction to that which led to the haven of safety. Turning round, I again plunged along in the new direction as fast as I could, but began to feel faint- and sick from the unusual exertion, and bad to stop to gain breath; the water nearly being np to my waist and the rumbling increasing to a regular roar. "I gave myself up for lost, and like a flash all the reminiscences of my past life ame crowding into my brain, but in "pite of all a faint hope lingered, and I pushed on, reeling from side to side, like a drunken man, and the prespiration streaming down my face. My lantern had grown dimmer and dimmer, and now threatened to go out altogether. I thought that if I took off my jersey and fennels that I could, perhaps, 1 get along better; so off they came, and in starting on again my foot slipped and I nearly fell. letting go of fhe lantern, which, of course, immediately went out and left me in darkness blacker than night. "The shock of losing my lantern stunned me for a moment, but the rumbling behind having now increased to a perfect roar. I pushed on with all my remaining strength. I could only move very slowly now, and I had great trouble to prevent myself being carried away by the strong rush of water. It took all I knew to keep my feet on the bottom, a.nd the noise nearly deafened me I wi,th its awlul roar. It sounded as if trains were rushing over a bridge jurt above my head, and what with the terrible darkness and rushing- water. I tell you, sir, it was enough to scare a, braver man tha.n I am. Bill's words, 'If you try to find your way you'd get lost for a certainty,' came into my mind with fearful meaning. The water was now nearly up to my neck, and I had awful work to make any way a,t all. and could only struggle an blindly through the dark- ness, now half-suffocated with the water, now stumbling along with a wild, despairing hope of reaching some refuge. "My strength wa., nearly spent, and I began to feel that I could go no further. A dull, senseless feeling began to creep into my brain, and then I lost all my senses, and recollected nothing more until I came to and found myself in the hospital. I still felt a trifle dazed like, and, /3eei'!Jg someone stand- ing by the bed. I said. 'Where am I?' It was my wife, and she told me to keep quiet and not talk. I went off to sleep again until next day, and then they came and told me all at it- It seems I had got into another pi pe, a.nd was going in a,ltther a.n opposite direction to the oce I ought to have taken. Bill got to the shaft after a. long struggle with the water, and naturally expected to find me there. After waitimg some time, and not seeing anything of me, he gave the alarm, and a party of searchers went out, never thinking they should find me alive. One of them was just in time to save me. as I was nearly done for. Another minute and I should have been swept away and drowned. That's the end of the story, mister, and I say a.g'in that if i-hat chap that, we wag waiting to see come u.p had been in the same fix as I was, he'd nerfer want to go down that there hole again."

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