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...hill hollow amid slatternly fences, outhouses and discarded tires. The women and children straggled past the empty coalies on the Louisville & Nashville Railroad spur, and up a barren knoll to the tipple of the Belva Mine. Smoke and burned fragments of cardboard and paper were puffing hotly from the tunnel mouth...
Fire in the Coal. There had been a terrible explosion, probably far down in the two-and-a-half-mile tunnel, for no sound had been heard outside. There was fire in the coal only 500 feet in, and more fires beyond. There were innumerable slate falls and blockades of rubble. Timbering was shattered, the ventilating system dam aged, and there was blackdamp as well as thick, choking coal smoke inside...
Eight Stretchers. The work went on, all day and through another night, and through the morning of the third day. Then, late in the afternoon, the crowd stirred. Ambulances began arriving. Two doctors drove up and went into the tunnel. Crazy news spread from sooty, bone-tired rescue workers. Nine men had survived the blast, had bratticed themselves into a side tunnel. Eight of them were alive. Women jostled and called as the blanketed forms were carried out on stretchers. There had been few such miracles in the Southern coal country...
...were dead. Jim Bain, many another good man were still missing, and fires still raged deep in the earth. At week's end women still waited in the cold near Four-Mile's tipple; 20-man rescue teams still toiled in Four-Mile's shattered tunnel...
Claghorn, who carries professional Southernhood about as far as it can go, tells how he was weaned on mint juleps, drinks only from a Dixie cup, sees only Ann Sothern movies, shuns Ann Sheridan, never listens to Mr. & Mrs. North, avoids the Lincoln Tunnel. His hat is a Kentucky derby. He naturally hates compasses for the way they point. Typical script...