The Brownies And Prince Florimel Part 29

"Oh, t.i.tania, t.i.tania," said Florimel, "it may be our happiness depends upon that bird!"

Then almost immediately afterward to their utter horror and consternation water in immense volumes began to pour down through the shaft until blinded and drenched as they suddenly became it seemed to them as if all the flood-gates of the earth had been opened.

"Quick!" shouted Florimel. "We must get out of here!"

He flung open the door, fearing that the Red Spirit was still outside, but the terrified clamor of voices that rose from all sides had caused him to desert his post.

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The water which in an incredibly short time had risen nearly to their waists began racing down the pa.s.sage, but still it did not appear to recede. "Let us go at once," urged Florimel, "for if we stay here we shall be lost." He gathered up the trembling t.i.tania in his arms, and with his burden staggered through the water toward the door, while Dame Drusilda, Violet, and Daffodil followed close upon his heels.

Down the pa.s.sage that had now become a violent raceway of raging, foaming water they all fled, for Florimel realized that their only chance of escape, small as it might be, was to join those who were familiar with the entrances to the mine.

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But as they got closer to the main-shaft the confusion and uproar grew wilder, and with a sickening feeling he became aware that those whose help he had hoped for were quite as powerless as he. Ear-splitting shrieks of horror made a very pandemonium of awful sound, and over all was heard the despairing cry of Grouthead: "The mine is flooded, and the force-pumps can't save us. We shall all be drowned!"

CHAPTER XX

DISASTER TO DRAGONFEL

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Dragonfel's mine was flooded, and as the water kept pouring in from all sides, there was no escape for the unfortunates who were in its chambers.

The pa.s.sage which was mainly used in a descent to the mine had become a raging river impossible to withstand so deep was it and with a current so strong.

The way by which the Brownies had entered the mine was blocked by the giant boulder which could only be removed by the pressure of a secret spring from the outside. The boulder had brought captivity to the band, and now it threatened even direr results, for those several tons of stone stubbornly barred the way to safety.

It was evident that the violent disturbances deep down in the earth which had caused the earthquake and volcano were likewise responsible for the flood.

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The water came in streams from the entrances, cracks, and fissures until the main-shaft was transformed into a lake that constantly grew deeper, and through this with shrieks and screams all plunged, fleeing hither and thither, but with no definite point in their dazed minds.

Dragonfel and his followers in particular lost their heads, and their fear and cowardice were indeed pitiable. All their bravado had deserted them, and from the bl.u.s.tering bullies they had been they became sorry, trembling wretches vainly beseeching help and voicing the terror at their hearts in wild, unearthly cries.

But, though the Brownies were alarmed like all the rest, they still retained their presence of mind, and under the cool-headed direction of King Stanislaus they at once set about to do certain things, with the hope that a way would afterward be found to get them out of all danger, helping hands were busy.

Prince Florimel a.s.sisted t.i.tania, Dame Drusilda, Violet, and Daffodil to a ledge that was still out of the reach of the advancing waters, charging them most earnestly to remain there, after which he ran back, and added his efforts to those of his companions.

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The little mine-sprites were most in need of aid, and to them the Brownies devoted the work of rescue. They were all in great peril of drowning, and though it seemed that such a fate could only be delayed for a time, they started to remove the poor, frightened creatures to places as far beyond the rapidly encroaching waters as possible.

Brownies scaled the walls and lodged themselves in a pocket up to which they hauled with great effort a number of mine-sprites in one of the large baskets that were used in loading the jewels before they were carted away.

Others of the terrified sprites sought refuge by climbing over the Brownies' willing backs to a temporary refuge high among the rocks.

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The Irishman, Scotchman, and German put three in a wheelbarrow, and started to trundle them off, but to their great dismay it turned over, and spilled them out. a.s.sistance, however, was quickly rendered, and with the mine-sprites back in the wheelbarrow they continued on their way.

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Still the waters rose, and the excitement increased.

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Dragonfel in the most abject terror stormed and shouted at his followers, issuing angry commands for them to exert themselves to do something, but they were all helpless, and his words were wasted on the air to no purpose.

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They were too frightened to be of a.s.sistance, even if it had been possible to render it, though in cases where one was overcome there were those who attempted the work of resuscitation.

The wicked enchanter ran about like a maniac, with little or no thought of where he was going, until suddenly with a shriek of fright he plunged into a circular pit that had been dug deep into the earth for a distance of perhaps fifty feet.

There was sufficient water at the bottom of the pit to break his severe fall, which was fortunate for him, as otherwise it would have resulted in his end.

He was stunned and dazed, but in nowise injured beyond some bruises, and he frantically reached up and clutched a jagged point of rock by which he pulled himself out of the water that was nearly to his neck and promising him more.

The horror of his situation was at once made plain to him. Beyond this rock there was nothing by which he could maintain even the slightest hold, and the waters which were steadily rising would soon submerge him and end all.

His evil scheming had led to his own undoing, and in causing misfortune to so many he had brought upon himself the most terrible misfortune of all.

Looking up helplessly he could see a number of the Brownies trying to peer down at him through the darkness. They lay flat on their stomachs, and leaned as far out over the hole as prudence would permit.

"Help! help!" screamed Dragonfel, in a frenzy of fear. "Save me! save me!"

His piteous cries were heard by all the Brownies, and they looked at each other in doubt and uncertainty. When the monster whom they had every reason to fear had met with the mishap which now made him powerless it was not to be gainsaid that a feeling of great relief was experienced by one and all. No matter what harm might come to them from other sources, certainly his power to injure them was gone.

"Why should we help him?" said one of the Brownies. "He has harmed us all he could."

"If he drowns," said another, "he will never have a chance to do so again." But King Stanislaus looked very grave.

"No matter how much he has wronged us," he said decidedly, "he needs our help, so we must give it."

"But he is our enemy," objected the Policeman.

"That makes no difference," said His Majesty. "He will drown if we do not aid him."

"If we save him," said Uncle Sam, "he will only make trouble for us again."

"We must not think of that," said King Stanislaus. "He's in distress, and doesn't need to advertise it. That's where the Brownies step in."