Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1872-12-05

rify woman when her mind is made
up. It should run over her before it
should reach the heap.
She was seen. The engine rent even
ing with its yells; the brakes were on,
her lasso had caught tit could now
be stopped in time. He darted aside,
but the current was too strong for her.
She was dizzy; fell, and clutched in the
wrong direction. Poor, poor little fin
gersl
Now the people pour out; they run
here and there. Women are crying
perhaps because they weren't hurt.
The engineer darts along like mad
man, looking under the train. There,
dozen feet before the engine, rises the
sand hill, everybody wants to know
how they were stopped before they
rounded the curve.
"Here she isl'' shouted Charley,
striding up with limp bundle, like
king who had sacrificed to the good of
the state. "She showed the signal, and
stood up to it until saw her-until we
almost run her down! There, half the
fingers cut of her left handl There,
what do you think of that now, for the
woman who saved you alp" holding up
| the mutilated stump.
"God bless i'll" prayed an old gentle
man, taking off his hat.
"Amen!' Ioared the crowd. With
one breath they raised three shouts,
which shook the sand hills until they
came down handsomely second time,
Charley standing above their enthusi-
asm, with the fainting child in his arms,
like regent holding some royal in
FAINT.
"Let me see her!" sobbed first one
woman, then another. So Charley sat
| down and let them crowd around with
ice-water, cologne, and linen for band
ages. He even gave the men glimpse
of her waxy face, just unfolding to con-
sciousness. Like all Western people,
they wanted to pour out their hearts in
"a purse" Madge hid her face on
Charley's blouse, and "would none OF
it,
He carried her home at the head OF
a procession, which stopped before he1
grandfather's hut, and cheered her 'last
appearance" So do people froth up in
gratitude.
An hour afterward, when the neigh.
bors were dispersed, and Caspar stood
convinced that "an ingen" might not
be the best brace for Madge's nerves
when her hand was dressed, and hel
grandmother was quavering a psalm in
the corner, Madge turned such lock
on Charley as even that stout-hearteo
fellow could not stand. He leaned close
to her, and not having yet washed the
smoke off his face, was as vulcan-like
a lover as you could desire. But Madge
always saw the god, not the me
chanic.
sob, Charleyl how can l make a little
nest for you now? After the feeling O
tonight is over, you will wish you hac
married anybody rather than manned
GIRL"
Unwise Madge! She drew her fate
upon herself l do aver, that to thi,
day her nose is much flattened by
the vice-like punishment Charley made
her suffer for that speech.
When he came in next evening, be
laid paper in her lap, and watched tn:
pale face expand and blossom while she
read deco of gift to her of the pref
test cottage on the prettiest street il
that city. The company which Charley
served, and which could 20 handsome
things as well as thoughtless ones
begged her, in hattering note, to &C
cept the gift as only small acknowl
edgment of their obligations to her.
'How could she make a little nest fo
him?" asked Charley, looking at he
through brimming eyes.
"Why, with her hands, after all,
answered Madge, CRYING.
"And this will always be the prettie
hand of the two," said that foolish fel
low, touching the bands.ged one.