The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-09-18

to love me. / felt it impossible 70
her to be false. "a mans courag,
a mans will, and q mans sense o
honor, added to a woman's tender
ness; how then could Janet cast
me of, possessing these qualities
Sometimes pished and jeered, and
told myself all this had come from
the mans training Janet had receiv-
eo: She would have clung to me, in
spite OF everything, as a woman
ought, had she been reared bv yo-
men After all, 1 preferred to think
that she loved me. even then in
spite OF that iron old man; so 1 whis-
tied Rosalind Harrison's memory
down the wind, and, now that nv
Old janet was lost to me. huoced
her dear image closer than ever 10
me.
It was soft, dark day-stilI, hor-
IDLY still, with the calm that follows
or preeedes a tempest. Now and
then the heavy plunge of sliding
masses of snow fell from the clouds
at long distances. Our train labored
heavily along. The wheels clogged
the rails creaked, and the sullen all
seemed to be thrilled with forebod-
ing of disaster. To add to our gloom,
a heavy fog settled about us. The
sheets of black vapor which at stated
intervals roll up from the Thames
and make London like the cities one
sees In dreams, vague and terrible,
would have been but sllverv mists
compared with the thick curtain that
wrapped us and crept as we erept
onward.
l was startled out of my dismal
reverie by a horrible sense of a fall
ing, a sickening crash as if the world
had been shattered; then came in
sensibility. When my senses re-
turned, l realized that 1 was living
among the dead and wounded at the
bottom of rocky gorge, amid and
under the ruins of the cars. 1 could
not move, / was so bruised and
crushed. / could not tell if my limbs
were broken, but I felt the blood
trickle over my cold face from a
wound in my face.
Half the night passed while we
lay there before help came. l was
silent, listening to the means of the
wounded and dying, The weather
changed; a cool wind blew up and
lifted the fog; the clouds parted,
and I saw star looking down upon
me. 1t made me think of Janet-my
Old Janet-and l called her name
aloud. The star changed; it was
JaneFs face that bent over me, her
hands wiped the blood from my face,
her voice sounded in my ear.
Ted, my darling! o, my darling
my own love! He is not dead
0, thank God, he is not dead!"
She stood up and beckoned to one
of the men who were helping to
draw out from under the wrecked
timbers the crushed human beings
about US. He came with q light
looked and then turned away.
There's others that's hurt far
worse than him, Miss. We must
look to them first.
Janet caught hold of his arm, and
snatched her purse from her pocket,
it into his hand.
"For Gods SAKE help mel" she
cried. "Oh, you must hep me to
get him away from here. Take that
here is money in it-and do as bid
you."
The man yielded. Janet took of
her large thick shawl and spread it
IN the ground. They looseued me
Is tenderly as possible from the
wreck and placed me on the shawl.
Next, Janet took off other portions
If her dress and covered mel felt
ler lips touch my cheek as she did
t; then she took two corners of the
shawl in her small fair hands, the
nan took the other two, and so, step
'y step, tenderly, not to jar my
bruised body, slowly and laborious-
y, the delicate girl and strong man
.arried me up the rocky, ice bound /
iide of the ravine. Oh, my old Jan
.t-my lost darling! More than the |
bleeding of my wounds was the
bleeding of my heart, and more than
he pain of my hurts was the pain |
# my penitent love for you during
hat desolate journey.
Through the days Of unavoidable |
which following that nights
Wounds and exposure, through my
.onvalescence, and as long as need |
d a nurse, Janet stayed with me.
every morning she received a letter
rom our grandfather, couehed in al |
ectionate terms and expressing
.reat anxiety for her, but not once |
to me. He never came
ear me, never asked after my vel
are; was dead to the old granite
cart. l felt bitterly indignant, but
Tas too proud to complain.
At length the time arrived when
anet said that she must 90; and |
hen came battle of wills, 1 begged /
er to stay with me. l entreated, i'm
lored, using all my noted powers of
loquence, which were now the more
fective that was in deadly earnest. |
tut all in vain. Terrible power,
sed terribly in vain. 1t was nov
Lexperience to me to fail.
aStop, Teddyw said net,crying. |
You must not speak Of this again. |
promised grandpapa if he would |
ct me come to you, that no word o.
owe should be spoken between US.
Ie trusts in my honor. Let me gop
1 burst out in a fierce rage.
"Why should we wreck our lives
4 humoring the whinas of spiteful
Id man? Oh, Janet! my love, my
arling! do not leave me-"
But she would not listen.
81 promised him to come back"
be said, "aDd 1 will keep my word
sBut you love me- you love me,
anetp l cried.
81 love you, Teddy. 1 have al
ays loved you, and l always will.
-ow let me 60"
'.But if you love me, why do you
ave me, Janet? Why are you cold
nd hard-why is it so impossible
, move you?7
Then for the first time she broke
own.
"Cold to you? All, Teddy, don't
m epa how I am sr1frarin02 I love