The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1873-11-07

! AooiZeu DduUe lnaSlnlnSS OF tortured |,
writhing souls on the red floor of hell.
Tired and faint, DIR. Lively pressed on to
the north. He was not long in learning
that the fire was already raging in the
doomed North Division, and that the
water-works were disabled. Reaching the
house of his friend; where his family had
taken refuge, he found them all informed
of the peril to the North Side, and getting
ready to move. His friend decided to take
refuge on the prairies. ''There we can
keep up the race" he said.
81 am going where 1 can get water"
said DR.. Lively; F'it's the only thing under
heaven that this fire-fiend won t eat. There
isn't suburb but may be burned. I'm
| going toward the lake. So he took pos
session of his wife and boy and started for
Lincoln Park. There were lights in all
the houses, and eager, swift-moving fig-
ures were seen through the doors and win
| dows; everywhere people were getting
their things into the streets. Shortly after,
the flames, it was noticed, were beginning
to pale. A weird kind of light began to
| creep over burning house, blazing street
| and ruined wall. The day was dawning.
With kind of bewildered feeling our
friends watched the coming on of the
strange, ghostly morning, and saw the pale,
sickly, shamefaced sun come up out of the
| lake. 1t was ten o'clock before they reach
ed the old cemetery south of Lincoln Park.
| Hundreds had already arrived there with
their belongings representing every article
that pertains to modern civilization. Par
ties were momently coming in with more
| loads. Here our friends halted. Mrs.
Lively dropped down in a fugitive rocking
| chair, thinking what comfort it would
be to go off into faint. But without a
pillow or salts or camphor 1t was luxury
| in which she did not daro to indulge, tho
| she had physician at hand. Right in
front of her she noticed a besmutched,
| red-eyed woman who had something fa-
miliar in her appearance. 'sWhy, it's my
self ~ she said to her husband, pointing
to large plato mirror leaning against an
old headstone.
"Yes," said the doctor smiling, ''we all
! look like sweeps"
Napoleon seated himself ON a grave and
| opened his lunch-basket.
''Did anybody ever?'' cried the mother,
''This boy brought his basket through.
| There's nothing in all the world except
something to eat that he would have devo-
ted himself to in this way"
Nothing could have proved more oppor-
tune" said the father.
| Then they ate their breakfast, sharing it
with a little girl who was crying for her
father, ana with lady who was carrying
a handsome dress bonnet by the ribbons,
and who in turn shared her portion with
her poodle dog. They offered slice of
cake to sad old gentleman sitting on an
inverted pail with hands clasped above a
| gold headed cane, and his chin resting on
them. He shook his head without speak
ing, and went on gazing in a dreary, alb
stracted way into the air, as though oblivi-
GUS of everything around him. Though
l make my bed in hell, behold, Thou art
there" he said in a slow-measured solilo-
guy. His lips began to quiver and the tears
| to stream down his furrowed face. Dr.
Lively heard, and wiped his eyes the
back of his hand: he had nothing else to
receive the quick tears. Just then a hearse
with nodding black plumes came by loaded
with boxes and bundles, on which were
perched d woman and five children, the
| three youngest Growing and laughing in
unconscious glee at their strange circunl-
stances. This was followed by two bug
gies hitched together both packed with
women and children drawn by single
horse, astride of which was lame man.
''What is it, madame ?'' said DR.. Lively
to woman who was wriuging her hands
and crying piteously.
sWhy, you sce," she said between her
sobs, ''ne and Johnny made our livin' a
scllin' popcorn; and last night we had a
bushel popped ready for the Mondays s
trade; and now it's all gone: we've lost
everything-aH that beautiful corn; there
wasn't single scorched grain"
s'But think what others have lost-their
beautiful homes and all their business"
She suddenly ceased crying, and turning
upon him, said sharply, ''We lost all we
had: did they lose any more'n they had P'
A young man came pressing through the
crowd, desperately clutching picture in a
handsome gilt frame. Through the smoke
and smutch which stained the canvas was
seen a gray-haired, sanity woman's head.
'sThe picture of his mother" thought
! the doctor with swelling about his heart.
81 saved desc" said jolly-faced Ger
man, extending his two hands; ''and dey
, is all had when l come from de Fader-
| land to Chicago. And saved you nothin' s''
The man appealed to had about him
? three children and a pale delicate woman.
81 saved these,' he said with gesture
3 that was an embrace. ''All the baby-faces
l we left hanging on the walls IN the home
3 where they were born"
3 Then the bearded lip quivered and thu
1 lids were dropped over the brimming eyes
0 The mother looked up with clear, unfalter