Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1867-04-18

me and believed there was no on,
missing My blood ran cold whei
my wife, closping her hands an,
with an awful look upon her face
screamed;
Our little Lucy, our little Luc,
is left behind"
She had slept with the scrvan
girl since her baby brother wa,
bora, and the woman in her frigh
had forgotten our little one. There
she was'at the top Of that burning
building, out Of reach Of any hu.
man being help, it seemed to me as
l. looked up at the wall, great
red and yellow sheet of flame will
blue CLEANS here and there, as tho
dcyilish heads ercpcering out and
g1inning at US. Still, hopeless as
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, 1t would be foolish sac
riiice Of life they said, forno doubt
the child was already smothered by
the smoke, and, though Iraved and
pleaded and made wild promises,
they shook their heads and only
babe me have patience.
Patiencel I thought l was going
mad, as the face Of my little girl
my sweet pretty little pet-rose up
bofore me. But just then u tall man
dashed through the crowd and came
towards me.
"Quick which room is the child
in-speak quickly-which room ?"
"The back one on the upper
floor groaned, and he dashed
away from me, parting the Thong
with his strong arms, and in anoth-
er moment | saw him mounting a
ladder, | heard them calling to
come back, bidding him beware,
and speaking Of him as though he
were dead already. But he never
needed them, and l saw him hidden
by the black smoke which poured
from the window; | covered my
face and prayed that the angels that
walk in the fiery furnace might 60
with him.
Perhaps they did. Something
stronger than an earthly thing must
nave been there, for in a few min
ltes-they seemed years to me-we
saw him coming down the ladder
With something in his arms, per-
laps the burnt body Of my child, |
thought, but as she came closer I
saw that it was my own laughing,
living darling. with her blue eyes
open and her little arms around his
neck.
The roof fell in the next MO;
nent, but my treasure was safe and
hat was all | cared for
"What shall l say or do to thank
1ou?' said as | graspcd his hand.
I'm a ruined man, and | can only
rive you my blessings; but let me
inow your name, at least"
"Have you forgotten me? Don't
rou remember me 7" he said, as he
,ent over me. Look again"
Itwas my policeman.
ut is YOU" said |, "andyou have
aved my child from such an awful
leath."
"And what did you save me and
nine from? ?" he said, with tears in
lis eyes. Starvation, ruin, and ut
er degradation. l should have
'een fclon and my dear ones pau
'ers this night but for you. have
ot paid the debt, never can; but
fhen heard that it was your child
hat lay at the top of that burning
prayed that l might save
!, and I know God heard me.
And then he told me what had
rought him to the neighborhood .
Il that night Of all others in the
ear.
| had lost my all, for I was not
lsured, but he was prosperous and
food by me like a brother, nmsed
lie through my illness and loaned
lc money for start in life. So
lat after while, things grew
right again, and here | am, you
ae, as comfortable as most people,
"And the policeman p
ellis hair is as white as my own,
lid the old man. And my little
the little one he saved
1at nioht. is married to his son"