Litchfield enquirer., 1868-01-23

class, every one looked happy and com 1 fortable.
 So there was I at it, helping to get trai1 after train off-all late, of course; for, dt what you wonld, there was no finding room enough for the people, and 50 it got to bt past four, with the gas all alight and the fog and snow thicker than ever. A trair was just starting, when there was bit O. confusion, at the door. Some one shouts 's Hold hard!'' and then from where I was some distance up the platform saw z gentleman hurry up to first-class car riage, almost dragging lady with him-s lady in black. Before any one could stor him, he had opened the door, pushed he1 in, and then followed, just as the train be- gan gliding off
 This happened to be carriage just put put on, and the compartment the gentle man entered was locked; but he had one oi the pocket railway keys, for before the car riage reached where stood, with my heart somehow beating very strangely, saw his hand out of the window, looking the dool again. In the momentary glance caught as the lamps of the station flashed into the carriage, could see that there was nc light inside, while two little gloved hands pressed down the window the man tried to draw up; and there, pale and horror -strick. en, eyes starting, and lips open, as if she were crying ''help!'' saw the tace of the young governess.
 The time did not appear long enough to see so much; but saw all that, and my mind seemed to keep up with my eyes and explain it all, and I knew that there was some internal piece of villainy on the way.
 What to do?" seemed rushing through my mind, as in the agony felt, turned all of tremble. Telegraph to the station In front to stop the train, which was the express, with fifty miles to run before pull ing up?-send a special engine and tender after them? How could I do either, on my own responsibility, and only on suspicion Should go and report it? I should have half an hour wasted in questioning, and then perhaps be told that it was time enough to act when there was proved ground to work upon. And what had I to advance? Nothing but that appealing look for aid from her loved.
 "Her loved!'' Yes, I knew it now; and knew, too, that to be of service, must act-act at the risk of life or limb. thought all this, running after the train, fast gliding along past the platform.
 had lost too much time already as darted along, for Ill few seconds it would have been impossible to overtake the fast receding carriages. There was shouting behind mo as I ran; one porter stood right ln my way looking after the red lights, and, in passing. l knocked him over. The plat form past, and, bounding along the in- cline at the end, was out in the snowy night, when I tripped over one of the point handles, and fell heavily, uttering cry of despair; but l was up again directly, and running along the rough line amidst cross. ing metals and rods that threatened to throw mo every instant.
 It seemed the act of madman to run now, for the red lights were some distance ahead, and gradually growing dim and blurry amid the fog; but throug gh the thick snow ran panting on, with my breath coming shorter and heavier, and hot, burning sensation at my chest, while it seemedas If l could taste blood, though my mouth was dry and hot.
 All at once my heart leaped and every nerve tingled. From the fast-vanishing train came long, shrill whistle, which I knew we'll enough meant red signals in front, while, to my unutterable ioy. the end lamps of the guards van showed plain CT and plainer as panted on.
 Another stumble and fall over the point rods, and was up again, needless that nv hands and forehead were bleeding. and that had lost my cap. There were the lamps plainer and plainer, for the train had almost stopped; but now hundred yards ahead, could overtake it before it started again? The suspense was horrible l feltmy head swim as panted on.
 Fifty yards passed, and the red lamps 1>r,f 1i still, gasping and choking, and drawing my breath with difficulty. Not twenty yards of, and, if could have run another on by carriage handle; but I could only go at a heavy trot.
 'Bang! bang!' went couple of fog sig nals, and hope rose again as the engine slackened pace once more, and almost at Q walk, panted on-nearer, nearer, nearer the red lights growing brighter and plainer; and at last, just as the engine gave final shriek and dashed on all clear laid my hand on the red bull's-eye, and the next moment was sitting clinging to the footboard of the guards van.
 The fog had been my friend. In anoth- CT few seconds I must have dropped; while in an ordinary way, the train would have UOCA uuAlcS uoWu IilS llu0 Dy tulS GlIn0.
 ''Bang! bang!' went tho fog-signals again as sat helplessly there, with my legs drawn up, and again we slackened for few seconds; but all clear once smore, and we were dashing on, and fast getting into full swing as rose up, and opening the door, stood with the guard of the train.
 ''Pooh! nonsensev he said. You're mad l shan't stop the train"
 ''Then shsll," shouted, making to- wards the wheel connected with the gong upon the engine.
 Mot if I know it, you wont," he said, stopping me.
 I was too weak and done up to scufie with him.
 "Will you come with me to the next car riage, then?" said.
 He only shook his head.
 "Will you lend me your keyT l said; for had dropped my own when fell.
 He shook his head again, and then it struck me that perhaps he might stop me, seeing how rough and wild and excited looked. I backed slowly toward the door facing him all the time. He told me after wards, if he had not felt afraid, he would have pinned me while turned my back.
 But I didn't turn my back, and the next moment was outside on the long step