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Show . . -nT m f HP" iUEID TALE TOLD ' rvIm ROUND-THE-WORLD R ACE ?t ? i . In tho London Daily Mall of Manli 21 ; appciirs Iho following story lolrt liy An- ; tonlo Scurfogllo, .special correspondent of iho Mall, who was with ono niiio puny making tho race around the world. U Is it grout denl wilder nnd more woolly than nny written about tho lntcvmountutn empire for a long lime. RAWUXy. Wyo.. Tue.day, March 17.-At 17.-At Cannula begin tho ronl UocklOH. which wo shall havo to oonnuer In a Journey of 000 mllns. And Ihoy begin without any pomp or majesty. It. ,1s only at lliBt a grassy plain that rises very slowly. Then comes a gontlo slopo which l"ads to a higher plain. This stivtchos out towards tbo horizon without a alngle break. Only In tho far distance do purple summits rlso In tho bluo sky. All around us thero lt a desert, a desert literally strwn with carrion. eart:a3c of horses, whitening skeletons, nnd swarming with ugly and dangorotw beaut-. of prey. Thorn Is no road aeroHH this ghastly doH-ert, doH-ert, and tbo way Is only marked for hun-iIpmIh hun-iIpmIh of mlloH by wooden poles. Xot one house, not a single human being, not even a. drove of cattle arc Jo bo peen. Only troops or wild horses and antelopes, galloping gal-loping before us In a frantic race. We shoot at thoni with our guns, but do not succeed In stopping them. In the air thousands and thousands of huge crows whirl above us, walling until wo have passed to reanmo thoir feast on the bodies of dead horses. Tho wind Is as violent as before. The road Is good. Thero are no obstacles. ob-stacles. The track vises but gently, and at 5 p. m. we aro fifty miles trom lara-nile. lara-nile. and at an altitude of 7000 feet. Tbo wind has grown Icy. Snow ngaln creaks under our wheels. Good-byo to easy driving. Tho ground rlsns more nnd nioro and the difficulties JncrcnHC. Tho snow is now nenrlv three feet ileon. nnd we have often to step out and extricate tbo machine. Tho road Is now as bad as can be. Thero aro huge rocks on our track and wo cannot can-not avoid them, for they are hidden in tho snow. Tbo biting wind freezes us. Running on Thin Ico. There aro other difficulties. Wc eome I across little streams, and tho coal of Ice which covers them Is thin and breaks under tho weight of our car, which remains re-mains perilously suspended. There are deep ravines filled with snow out of which it is most difficult to raise the car. A guide precedes us. on fool, showing the way with a great smoking torch. At y p. m. wo havo covered another twenty miles. The cold Is intense. It cracks the face and tho lips. The snow Is fully I feet deep. "Vo are 7100 feet above sea-levcl. sea-levcl. Fortunately, the snow Is freshly fallen, and we can still force a way. At II p. m. we have covered live moro miles In n series of short spurts. For another six or seven hundred yards wo move forward, looking for places where tho snow Is less thick, when, all of a sudden, our motor stops, and our Zust inclines Itself on Us right side on tho ground. Wc stop out quickly to llnd what has happenod and dlscovor that tho machine ma-chine lias sunk In a marsh. Wo stnrt tho motor. It exerts Itself for awhile, quite uselessly, then stops again. We attempt to save our car by pushing behind, be-hind, and pulling it with ropes, but our efforts, though Intense, aro vain. The wheels are nailed, as it were, to tho ground, and It Is obvious that wo must llnd some other and better means' of releasing re-leasing them. But the night is dark and frosty, and tbo nearest city. Medlclnc-now. Is fourteen four-teen miles distant, and fourteen miles are no trifle. It Is better for us lo remain re-main here and suffer from rold and insomnia in-somnia than to face I hose fourteen miles on a. hopeless road In tiie worst conditions. condi-tions. We shall better resist the storm by staying wboro wc are. Wo remain then, and shivering with cold, sit on a few beams which we have torn away from an old decayed shed near by We build a huge lire, which ! flares and flaunts in tho gusty wind. On the space which we have cleared I r from snow. Snrtorl opens a few tins m ! preserved meal and warms the. content i on the bl.-iy.ing wood Wo wait for our food, stupid with fatigue. Car In Danger. Not one of us notices tbo terrible thing which Is happening. Our car Is gradually gradu-ally sinking deeper nnd deeper Into the mlr. Hnagn. Is the llrst to notice It. 1 bo rims of tbo wheels, which before were out of tho mire, have now entirely disappeared dis-appeared In tbo bog. and one-bnlf of the wheels as well. We watch in horror. Tho deadly descent goes on. Tho danger dan-ger is terrible. Wc face It with depurate depur-ate energy. We rush to the remnants of the decayed shed and pull down fevor sh-lv sh-lv ovory bit of wood available. Wo placo tho wood around and against the car. and under It as well as wo can, to eavo It from sinking deeper. Hut tho sea of mire triumphs over our frantic c-ITorts. Hope abandons us In thia fearful night Our strength "'falling. "'fall-ing. We are powerless in tho faco of this terrlblo disaster. We rut our hands to pieces In handling the rough wood. Thero Is not a plank that wo have not seJsjd and placed under our Kinking machine. But all Is unavailing. Tru. tho car sinks more slowly, yet It falls gradually deeper and deeper In Its soft tomb. .It sinks half an Inch per twenty minutes and that very implacable slowness and regularity makes our torture moro keen and unbearable. Now tho wood parts o' the ste.el guards which protect the wheel-work, the essential es-sential organs of the ear. are not sufficient suffi-cient to save them. SHU it sinks, sinks, deeper and deeper. What on earth can savo our Zust from sinking, from dying? Our mlserabln efforts would not delay the catastrophe for one slnglo hour. Shall wo, then, allow our Zust. our friend, our beloved, lo dlo before us? Shall wo see out Zu.it wboso pi,i,e jm set a-btatlng every morning at iiawii and smp only at night aftei- Hs long nft untiring race llo here of the mosi viulB deaih, in a lomb of mire, sinking n h .M nbyiK of horrible slime, quietly, lucrHai onibly? iHl Dash for Helpers, iM 'Ah' No! Never! Our Z'igl muflt . lfl shall not die! We are only three Znfll here, but fourteen miles away is a vlPJIi lage standing in the midst of the alormVS There are men In that Mllnge, and tCi men can help us. They shall help I I'V Wo will fetch them on foot In nplto ofi ihe hurricane, in splt qf the enow iM Snrtorl and J. we start at oiicr'.ri run through th snow, with our llcartiW bent forward against tho fearful storm! Wo Jump, forgetting all our fatlguo, 0..;, Ihe ditches. We wade through Dtroami41 for we have no time to waste and itM I would be too long lo look for brides i Wo Think' only of our 'unt whleh n hie by Inches. Wo hasten toward the V(-f lage. V, Our f-ot feel like enormous lr.a(ip3M weights It seems Impo'slble to" tiff" them. Now we push on as n a nlKhtw mare. We cloi"e our. eyes before th0 yiN : , lence of tbo hurricane. Forward' For' ' ward! Five hundred yards to cover a tin' ' Three hundred! Hundred! . . . At last. A house. A .-hair. Some wa" i tor to drink. ... 2 And now. men. horses. And wo rldi madly back to our car. Indifferent to th1 storm, and the snow. Here s Haac. wildly gesticulating, laughing happv' w, have arrived, arrived! At last! And nor :i tremendous, a supremo effort. v,'il triumph! Our dear Zust Ig free! wit have snatched It away from Its tomb of tenacious mire. Tlnaga kisses the ui0;5 tor. The sun has appeared through the? clouds. The whole sky Is aflame! d . . Hi |