The weekly union record., 1864-08-27
Y MORNING, AUG. p, 1864.

he asked, 10 s hollow voice, though he was
locking straight ST me, and the rcd was only
/ foot OF Two to his left. By this knew that
be had gone blind with fright, and seltpreSer
ystion said, don't 90 near him but then | re
membered his new welded wife, and iha, tax
ing him all through. be was always a decent
fellow and thought how | should Ike him
to have done if bad been in his case so
determined 10 run a bit of risk in bis favor
! OF course durs, not get on my feet, bot
working myself on my hands, got 10 HIN. aud
putting my arm around his waist, and telling
him as cheerily as could to keep cool, got
him with his arm around the rod. 1t bad
however, sprung the stapling for five yards
down. and was so loose that it swsyed with
him, and expected any minute to see him fall
/ ing head and heels down. and the rod tearing
away with him.
There was great hustle down below peo-
pie were busting round the yard and pushing
to get in. but as yet there was but some score
OF men at the foot of the chimney. and by close
looking, l saw them put somebody on board
and carry him gently away towards the engine
house. One OF the men walked after with
hat in his hand then l knew that somebody
/ had been hurt by the falling cradle, and that
| it must be poor Mr.. Staining, as none of our
men wore hats Not face was turned up to
Us. | learned afterwards that our men were
so taken up with sorrow, that so good man
and so kind master should be killed, that for
a while they had never thought about US and
the people outside imagined that we had come
with the cradle; so thus were We left u total
isolation for full twenty minutes.
Even row ] tremble when think of that
time. 1t was horrible to peer down the shaft
black with SCOT and yawning, and scarcely
less so 10 look outside and see flight of pig.
cons sweeping round at considerable less hight
than We were. Then Colly-thaDk God ,
he was so dazed that he could not see
me called my name three times, as l set
fairly criHging in dread that his sight might
SiId4 Win x IN CuChiiS Win
mouth, be began working himself towards me.
| worked away from him as noiselesSly as |
could, with every hair of my head standing on
end. He followed twice round that horrid
coping, making most hideous noises, and then
being once more aside OF the rod, he got it in
10 bis muddled head that | had fallen over, for
he never lost q sense Of where he was through
all this trying time. Then he tried 10 get on
his feet but at the risk of my own life.
could not let the poor fellow rush on certain
death without one more effort; and | cried ont
for him to sit down, and be covered down like
a whipped dog, all trembling. l suppose it
had been put into his head that | was dead
man speaking to him.
That morning my wife had got letter from
her sister 10 Canada, and as there were parts
we could not make out, had put it into my
pocket, intending to get our timekeeper to
read it for me. 1t had a scrap of uncovered
paper at the bottom, and by another good
Providence l happened to have bit of red
lead pencil in my pocket. l wrote on the paper
Get US down; Coils gone mad" This 1
shut in my tobacco box, and was fortunate
enough just to drop it at the feet Of a couple
of men who were standing by the engine house
door.
Directly all was hustle to rescue US. They
got the kite up again, and l watched 1t noun.
ting slowly; and when the slack twine fell be-
tween Colly aud myself, l took it into my
band and could have kissed it. Poor Colly,
with his teeth chattering, still fancied | was
spirit, and did all that could to favor that
idea till they got another cradle up to us. Then
baving got him in, scrambled in myself; and
clutching him fast, shouted for them 10 lower
and so we got down, he wrestling and fight
ing me all the way.
| He was in the mad house for some mouths,
and then went to scavengering, for he never
could face any hight again, and baye never
had the same clear head since that adventure
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