The inconceivable cold had crystallized the
metal until the slightest shock was sufficient to break it into
pieces.
At the sound of the crashing tin Ned instantly thought of the belt
of gold yet in the hydrogen jar. But a human being was in pain, and
he gave his first attention to the suffering marshal. He had made
the ice to use in drawing the frost out of Jellup's frozen arm. In
a few moments he had mashed a portion of the ice into small bits,
and using a blanket to make a pack, he soon had Jellup's rigid arm
encased in the fine ice. This he applied for the same reason that
snow and ice water are applied to frozen ears and noses. But his
treatment was of no avail.
The rain was now falling steadily and it was dark, but Ned found
that it was nearly day--a little after four o'clock. Jellup's
suffering was so extreme that the boys had given him a hypodermic
insertion of morphine, using their "snake-bite" outfit, and in a few
minutes the man's ravings ceased and he quieted into a deep sleep.
While awaiting this, attention was given the gold. Feeling free to
approach the now open jars with a light it was seen that a portion
of, the belt protruded above the liquid.
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