The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1869-12-09

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rubbed open his eyes. Eugene wa
fully awake now. He leApsd out Of be,
and threw open the door into the kitcl,
en-. A little tongue Of nsme was jus
darting up behind the stove. He rar
for the water-pail. It was empty. H,
attempted to pump, but the pump va.
frozen up. He emp&ied the pan Of snow
upon the nrs, but With no perceptible
effect. He threw open the front doc,
that he might fetch moro snow. The
air from without rushing In, famed the
flame and In an instant it seemed that
al one side Of the room was sheet Of
0rs. -.9@saf ii
Terrified and feeling utterly helpless,
he threw himself on the bed and hid
his face from the smoke, which was
growing denser every moment, crying
out In anguish h'*
'.Qh, the house will burn ssp. and we
shall aaI bs burnt loo, q frozen y death
In the snow!"
But Eugene was not the boy to give
up without . struggle. He hurried the
little ones out Of bed and. endeavored In
the darkness and sitting air to get some
clothes on them. A shoe here, and .
stocking the, here dress and there .
jacket, they were not half dressed when
1t became impossible to stay another
minute In the heat and smoke.
"Where shall we go?'' "What shall
we do?" II can't 90 out in the snow
barefoot" and II can't find any of my
clothes !" cried one and another Of the
little ones. But he hurried them on,
snatching up ~ he went such articles
ofclothing ~ he could!fnd and carry
with the baby In his arms also, out into
the cold, aud the snow, and the dark
ness.
q The barn stood at some little distance
scross the yard, and towards that they
directed their steps. Eugene did not
stay IN instant, after he had Deposited
the baby on the hay, but ran back to
try to get moro clothing or something
to keep them from freezing.
In and out-in and out went the brave
boy, toiling with heavy bedding and
dizzy with excitement, and the sitting
smoke. He had closed the door between
the bedroom and the kitchen, 60 that he
could only work in darkness, but other
wise he could not have worked an in-
slant. But SOON he found he could stay
no longer, and tugging the beds which
he had tumbled out at the front door
away from the house, he threw himself
down on them for moment to rest,
aud recover his breath. Then remem-
bering the condition Of the little ones
he sprang up and began to carry to the
barn the articles he had saved, and
wrap them around the shivering forms.
When he had packed them up in the
feather beds, so that they were comfort
ably warm, he set off to the nearest
neighbors-half mile away-to procure
help. When he reached the house he
could only cry out
"Oh, Mr.. Brown, the house is all
burnt up!" and then fell fainting on
the floor.
Mr.. Brown, with his two well grown
sons, started Immediately to res cue the
children, while his wife applied herself
to chatting the frost-bitten bands and
feet of the poor lad, and bringing him
back to consciousness.
In the afternoon Of the next day, Mr..
aud Mrs. Dumpy came home to find
their home in ruins, aud their eldest
son raging in the delerium Of brain
fever. A week later they followed poor
Eugene to the grave.
"A little pleasure may be bought too
dear.