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suitable storehouse they rented room in the cave and 

 deposited therein several hundred barrels of the sets. 

 But, however suitable the pure cave air is for the 

 preservation of sweet potatoes and other mild edibles, 

 it failed to act in like manner on the onions, and they 

 soon began to sprout and grow. All were lost and 

 were allowed to remain in the cave, their shriveled 

 skins and pungent odor still reminding the visitor 

 thereto of an attempted financial " corner," which 

 failed to materialize. Another odor, more strong and 

 disagreeable, especially in autumn and winter, was 

 noted at this point or. before. It was that of the 

 exhalations of thousands of bats which make the cave 

 a winter abiding place. Their faint squealing notes 

 and flutter of wings were the only sounds that greeted 

 us from the depths of darkness beyond. 



Passing under the falling rock and up a short decliv- 

 ity, we found ourselves in "Banditti Hall," fifty feet 

 wide, forty to fifty high, and partially filled with rug- 

 ged fallen stone, grouped in great masses on either 

 side of the pathway. Stepping from slab to slab, we 

 picked our way, until finally the guide called a halt, 

 and lighting some " red fire," directed our attention to 

 two outline figures formed on the ceiling above, by 

 the scaling of the dark exterior from the whiter lime- 

 stone. To one the name " Wyandotte Chief" was 

 given many years ago by a correspondent of the Cin- 

 cinnati Times, who wrote of it as follows : " We look 

 up and see above the Falling Rock a mass of white 

 limestone resembling the front of an Indian chief, 

 with crown shorn to the scalp lock and fanciful ear- 

 rings dangling from the ears. There 'he hangs, seem- 



