But as it was, I kind of stopped to look, and seen it was Harry Harkins, who used to work the mine with this"-- he pointed to Fairchild--"this fellow's father.

About a minute later, I heard a yell, like somebody was in trouble, then a big splash.

Naturally I ran in the tunnel and struck a match.

About twenty feet down, I could see the water was all riled up, and a new hat was floating around on top of it.

I yelled a couple of times and struck a lot of matches--but he did n't come to the surface.