Out of the comparative quiet of noon-hour one day last week in the mining village of Millfield, Ohio, a great rumbling and roar burst skyward. Suddenly the place swarmed with running human beings who converged on a wooden shed covering the shaft of Sunday Creek Coal Co.'s mine No. 6. Men, women & children hurried, hurried, their faces set, their eyes wide with foreknowledge that what every miner fears had happened. As they raced to the shaft-head, the earth shook beneath their feet again—another murderous, man-trapping, mind-shattering explosion. The racers were...
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