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a 194 THE MYSTERIES. and mounting on the head-board, as in the former instance, the Magsman renewed his operations by a determined attack on the ceiling of this cell on the first floor. If his progress were not so rapid as hitherto, and if the necessity of working in the dark materially impeded his operations, nevertheless he found some recompense in the fact that the roof he was now as- sailing was not near s0 thick as the one through which he had already passed. Nevertheless, the toil was arduous in the extreme: the dust, getting into his throat, created a burning thirst; and he was several times forced to descend and drink from the large pitcher of water in his own cell. But every piece of mortar which he broke away and every stone which he removed, appeared in his eyes to be another and another obstacle overcome ; and, so far fro rth as time pr | just as the Mi flag which 20 the vaulted 201 nd in a few m: ad. Around th sweep his ha \ppointed— fo) rere Was no irc rovided for, as » Magaman th x0rse-cloth) be knd mount- int rations with fresh energy, though working in utter darkness. Using the trusty crow-bar asa hammer, he drove two of the four nails which had been sent him, into one of the walls, at a distance of five feet from the floor, and about a foot apart from each other. The remaining two he drove into the opposite wall, pre- serving as nearly as he could guess the same relative position. He then unwound his ball ot silken cord, and fastened it from nail to nail, in such a manner that two parallel lines, with an interval of twelve inches, extended from wall to wall; and as the length of the string allowed these lines to be doubled, they were competent to bear a very considerable weight. The Mageman now folded the blanket and horse- cloth into a sort of square cushion, which he placed upon the lines; and, having without much difficulty seated himself thereon, he was fairly balanced at a height of five feet from the floor, and at a convenient distance from the ceiling which he now attacked with One o'clock struck before the intrepid Joe Warren suceeeded in moving the first stone. Well nigh ex- hausted with the extraordinary exertions he had al- ready made—so parched with thirst that his tongue seemed like a piece of charcoal—and finding hrs tight-rope scaffoki, ingenious though the contrivance might be, most inconvenient for hie operations, the nearer he drew tothe threshold of liberty, the greater became the difficulties which he had to encounter, But still he did his best; and he worked cheerily, cheertly on ;—nor would he waste time by descending into the cell on the ground-floor to slake his burning _Airst with the water that was there. Every now and then he paused tor a few moments to listen—and when some suspicious noise met his ears, the Magsman grasped fis crow-bar all the more i ae - -- — i a ed ae tightly, and ground his teeth together,—for he was animated with the ferocious resolve to murder the first person who might appear to molest him. Bat on each occasion his apprehensions proved ground- less—and he resumed his toils with a resuscitated energy. All on a sudden the silken cords snapped in twain —end Joe Warren fell heavily upon the stone pave- ment. He was sorely bruised; and for an instant be ifnagined that one of his legs was broken ;—but, rising slowly and painfully, he shook himself likea lion that has just escaped from the pursuit of huntem aad a savage growl burst from his breast. ‘hat was he to do? To mend the lines so as t& enable them to bear his weight again, was impossible. A thought struck him!—he would descend to the cell beneath and pull the iron bedstead to pieces in order to form a scaffold for the continuation of his labours. Rolling up the blanket and horse-cloth, and fas- tening them together so as to constitute a rope, he tied ane end round the huge flag-stone which he had displaced from the floor of the uppermost cell, and passed the rope through the hole into the dungeon beneath: because, when once the iron bedstead should .have been broken up, he would lose that means of ascent into the top dungeon again. ' Descending into the cell on the first storey, he lowered the bedstead to its proper horizontal posi- tion, and tried the screws which held the various pieces together. But he was enveloped in darkness ~——the candle in his own cell had beén extinguised for the last two hours—and he could not possibly pursue his present operations in such dense obscurity. Gnashing his teeth with rage, and giving vent to horrible imprecations in an under tone, the Mags- man again aud again tried the acrews with his crow- bar: but they were so completely rusted into their sockets, that half-an-hour was thus passed without producing the slightest effect upon any one of them. What was he to dof? Again he asked himself this question; and, sitting down exhausted on the bed which he had fruitlessly endeavoured to break up, he wiped the perspiration and the dust from his throb- bing brows. The Magsman was perfectly ferocious : he chafed like a starved lion in a cage—he would have ruth- lessly murdered any turnkey or prison official who might have appeared at that moment. Yet something must be done! Time was passing : the hour was already gone by at which his friends expected that he would have succeedéd in working his way through the masonry of the top cell so that only athin sheet of lead should lie between him and liberty ! What if he were to tear the sacking of the straw- mattress into slips, and fasten them to the four nails | in the place of the broken cord of silk? WYes—this was the only course which he could now adopt. Had there been a sacking, lashed with ropes in the usual way, to the bed, all this trouble and anxiety wers spared him: but, alas! the foundation of that bed. stead was a thin sheet of iron, supported by crosg bars of the same metal, and on which the mattreg lay. No time was to be Jost! With his powerful bands he tore open that mattress—turned out the straw— and rent the coarse stuff into several long slipg These he twisted up and fastened together ; and, ase COMING BOOKS COMM