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Their crabs are very sweet to eat, yet their claws are so strong that they will break the iron of a pickax; and there are small hairy crabs in the sea which are rank poison, as whoever eats of them immediately dies. In these seas are certain oysters, called Bras, having shells of so great size, that they might serve as fonts for baptizing children.
In ten minutes my mind was made up, and taking my hat I set out for home, where I bathed, ate, and gave by telephone an order for a pickax, a spade, a military gas-mask, and six carboys of sulfuric acid, all to be delivered the next morning at the cellar door of the shunned house in Benefit Street.
In North Carolina the Indians had a little thing like a pickax which was made out of a deer's horn tied to a stick. An Indian woman would sit down on the ground with one of these little pickaxes in her hand. She would dig up the earth for a little space until it was loose. Then she would make a little hole in the soft earth.
"Now, when Toby and myself today discovered a man poking about, and using a pickax now and then, as though searching for minerals, I suspected instantly that we were on the verge of a discovery, and it turned out that way. We hid in the bushes, and I even managed to snap off the party, with his pick over his shoulder.
Dark as Erebus was the interior, baffling the peering eyes of the scouts, until Mr. Newton, hanging a lantern on each point of a pickax, dangled it into the depths. A vault some four or five feet deep and running far back into the cave was disclosed.
Our thirst was so intense that to quench it we would have dug below the bed of old Ocean itself. Hans went quietly to work a work which neither my uncle nor I would have undertaken at any price. Our impatience was so great that if we had once begun with pickax and crowbar, the rock would soon have split into a hundred fragments.
He lighted a candle, and going down celler, first securing a pickax, struck into the earthen flooring, and began to work energetically. "I am sure some of the old man's money is here," he said to himself. "I must work fast, or he'll catch me at it." Half an hour later Paul Nichols re-entered the house. He looked for his nephew, but his seat was vacant.
"Well," cried my uncle, roused to enthusiasm by my words, "Let us go to work with pickaxes, with crowbars, with anything that comes to hand but down with these terrible walls." "It is far too tough and too big to be destroyed by a pickax or crowbar," I replied. "What then?" "As I said, it is useless to think of overcoming such a difficulty by means of ordinary tools." "What then?"
It was during these excursions that Harry was more particularly struck by certain phenomena, which he vainly sought to explain. Several times, while walking along some narrow cross-alley, he seemed to hear sounds similar to those which would be produced by violent blows of a pickax against the wall. Harry hastened to seek the cause of this mysterious work. The tunnel was empty.
"Ah! there it is," replied Simon; "for a long time it had been a fancy of his I told you his mind was deranged that he had a right to the mine of Aberfoyle; so he became more and more savage in temper the deeper the Dochart pit his pit! was worked out. It just seemed as if it was his own body that suffered from every blow of the pickax. You must remember that, Madge?"
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