The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1874-02-05

4 nall = passing morse car, tucklu& ttlak
! little morocco case under bills, away
down out of sigkt, as another secret
was tucked under his left breastpock-
ct. ef
As he rushed back across the after
noon landscape, eurbing his horse
with this bit, giving him rein by an
other making the villages resound,
watching his road with keen yet
tender eye, Georges mind rose to no
greater height than meditation on
how he should give the rings to Jen-
ME.
"IIF ask her to take walk--Bo /
Won'l. Don't want nobody to see me.
III shake hands with her, and sort of
slip it Oh her finger, aud then. cut4
/ Hang me! no, wont neither. Let's
see. III 60 there Sunday night and
stand up to il, and have il out. IL she'll
have me, all right; If Iain't the man,
I'll put my heart i'm my pocket, and
reverse engine on the marrying aues-i
tion." = 4e
And just at this crisis of thought,
he saw cause for reversing engine in
deed.
Some men arc rash 10 villainy. The
4 conductor of constructions train,
which ought TO bos lying on asWitch a q
| mile away. thought he could make the
next switch before the Chicago ex-
press came BY. So he tried il. 1es
survived the disaster to telegraph his
resignation to the company next hour,
and Ego West" s.
George-hair flying back from his
forehead-hands like Iightnfng-eyes
aud mouth set, reversed his engine,
whistled the breaks down-sthes fire.
man ran back-the engineer of the
constructiontra train jumped-but George
stood Up to the alarm signal till engine
reared against en- gile, the baggage car
fell on gravel fiat, and human yells
went up out of the Express from
mouths which were saved, but never
sound from the engineer who had
stood at his post and saved them, and
now lay half under his dear old Mum
Der s, wrecked with it, n
There's been an accident" cried
Jennie, rushing into his mothers pres
ence, and causing the dear old lady TO
push her glasses quite into her hair.
"A telegram just came"
ssNot GeofgeI ]"
1.-The Express oh, don't dear! No
one. was dangerously hurt but the en-
gineer-it was a collission--he saved
rtnS u atus my S99 Ou,, oOA = s4Se- -
kill you'll"
where's my bunnit p, gasped the
old mother. q1
"Here's your homeland your
shawl" Jennie wrapped both this aud
and her arms around Georges mother.
Those tender young touches brought
her on Jennie's neck. ~
"Don't you leave mel It's agoing
to kill me to see him lyip' under them
wheels, all tore upl The best son, and
good and kind as an angell Oh, how'll
we git therei On, who's agoing to
take me to my son n
II will. promised the young woman,
breathless and white, "a relief train Is
going up"
What they thought all that long
time they rode, hanging to each others
hands this childish woman, and wO-
manly child, / know not. Do you i
think at all just before you open q
black bordeFed letter-When some aw-
full charge threatens you? Do crimi-
nalsfthink when the moose is round |
their necks? We sometimes exist
without living.
1t was warm summer dusk when
the relief train slid slowly up to the /
wreck. The passenger poaches stood |
in fact. Men were chopping at the en-
gines and broken flats. The people /
who had swarmed for hours, and /
nearly killed man whom they were
determined to lionize, now partially. !.
hived themselves in the new train.
"Mother!" breathed George, from
his bed of coats, over which surgeon
stopped.
The poor old woman spun wildly |
round like a top, till Jennie righted
and propelled her to George. ss as
''The lambs-wool's in my pocket"
he whispered, with a merry twinkle F
in his suffering eyes 8 And mother, |;
pull out my purse, and give fhe.little |
case in the corner to Jennie. y '.Open
it, motioning her nearer his lips. II
bought that for you this afternoon I
his voice just reached her, ';and was
going to offer it, and ask you to mar
ry sRe. Take it no W, and don't ask /
any questions with it. No woman /
would take up with smashed affair
like me.p 7aaetA zed s
ttOh, GeorgelY replied the woman, i
blazing out OF all reserve, and piercing
him through and through with eyes of
love. " ou spiendid-hero-da /
I'd rather marry you than any man
alive! And I'll work for you aud
your mother, too. George r. oa s4I
Upon which the engineer, with thed
man whose life is drawn to a single =
point, gathered her face over one OF
his shaking hands, and made 8 full T
rose of the mouth, which he kissed
till the whiteness round his
lips stole over his whole face, and he
tainted. sssaa A
Jennie sat sill under the stars,
holding Georges head soothing his
mother, and thrilling at the doctors
favorable verdict. Though her face
was all streaked by her sweetheart's
fingers, she was feeling some kinship
to the great people of the earth,
through that engineer. 81 a5
For woman always values herself
according to the quality of the man
who loves her. And king will make
q queen, whether he beKing of Spades,
or King of Senates, or King of En-
CINE cabs.
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