The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-07-27

with blue CLEANS here and there, as
though devilish heads were peeplng |
out and grinning at us. Still, hope
less as it was, | should have gone |
back into the burning house and saved |
my baby, or died with her, if | had |
been able to stand. No one else would |
venture It would be foolish sacri-
fee of life, they said, for no doubt the |
child was already ssmothered by the
smoke, and although | raved and
pleaded, and made wild promises, they
shook their heads and only babe me
have patience. fl oil ID '9'.
Patience!' [ thought that [ was
going mad as the face of my little
girl-my sweet, pretty pet-rose up
before me. But just then tall man
dashed through the crowd and came
toward me. .l 9l3
Quick p he shouted, which room
is the child in-speak quickly-which
room?"
.aHThe back one on the upper floor"
[ groaned, and he dashed away from
me, parting the throng with his
strong arms, and IN another moment
T saw him mounting the ladder |
heard them calling him to come back,
bidding him beware, and speaking of
him as though he were dead, already
| But he never needed them, and [ saw
| him hidden by the black smoke which
poured from the window; [ covered
my face, and prayed that the angels
who walked in the fiery furnace might
go with him. ~ -, an,.eg
stronger than an earthly thing must
have been there, for ina few minutes
they seemed years to me-we saw him
coming down the ladder with some-
thing in his arms. The burnt body
of my child, perhaps, / thought, but
as he came closer | saw that it was my
own laughing little darling, with her
blue eyes open and her little arms
about his neck. ,4.......4..4 -a'te
1.-The roof fell in the next moment,
but my treasure was safe and that was
all cared for. 81 t.ta
What shall 7 say or do to thank
you, :" | said, as | grasped his hand
Tim ruined man, and | can only
give you my blessing; but let me know
your name, at least. p 2at
Have you forgotten me? don't you
remember me?" he said, as he bent
over. Look again. S a
81 did; and [ saw pair of bright
gray eyes, face L knew, and some.
thing glittering on his breast. And
the scene at the corner of the dirty
little street, on wet December night
came back to me, and / saw my police.
man once more. aE no f
tits you" said /, ''and you have
saved my child from such an. awful
death. 3a
And what did you save me and
mine from?" he said with tears in his
eyes. Starvation, ruin, utter degra
dation. | should have been felon
{ and my dear ones paupers this night
but for you. / have not paid the debt
was your child that lay at the top O.
that burning building, prayed that
might save it, and | know God hearC
me. - aD
"And then lie told me what haC
brought him to the neighborhood OF
! that night Of all others in the year.
, +" / had lost all, for / was not in
sured, but he was prosperous ant
) stood by me like a brother, nurset
} me through my illness, and loaned m,
money for new start in life. s,
I that In little while things grew
/. bright again, and here am, you see
as comfortable as most people"
4 g And the policeman" / asked,
=" His hair is as white as my owl
4 now said the old man. And m,
) daughter, the little one he saved tina
e night, is married to his son." vi