The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-11-29
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Jack held his own against the mad
torrent, and finally reached the shore,
where many hundreds were ready to help
them.
As for himself, few minutes rest so
far restored him that he was able to
walk; and he had sustained no injury
save few trifling bruises. And as for
the boy, he had come forth in safety, for
Jack mad held him high above the
water during all the time of his struggle.
And when Jack Sprout had regained
his breath and was able to speak, he
looked to see the boy he had saved and
he saw that it was Andy Gordon, bright
eyed, curly haired, red faced boy, not
year older than was his son Freddy.
where's papa?" asked the dripping
child.
'He is coming" answered some one in
the crowd.
Jack looked up and saw Solomon Cor
don coming, Solomon, pale and terror
stricken, and with all possible haste he
seized his coat and hurried away. He
could not meet Solomon Gordon then.
Mercy! what is it, JACKIE"
Mrs. Sprout was alarmed. Her hus-
band was dripping wet, his step was tot
tering, his breathing was labored and
there was a livid mark upon his forehead
as though he had received heavy blow.
1T is nothing, Abby"
elias Solomon"
'Pshaw. Dye think Solomon Gordon
could have done this? have been in the
river. A little boy had fallen from the
bridge right into the flood beneath the
falls. l jumped in and brought him
out"
"Alive?"
'Yes, alive and unhurt,' replied Jack.
"Oh, thank God Whose child was it.
JACKIE"
Don't stop to ask questions now,
Abby, but make me cup OF hot, strong
tea, while get on some dry clothes. My
soul! l think had narrow dodge OF
it.'
Jack put on dry garments, and when
he had rested awhile he drank his tea.
and the course of an hour all traces OF
exhaustion has passed away.
Il tell you. Abby, have had good
many tough jobs in my day, but | never
had one like that before A weaker man
than l could never have brought out that
child alive"
"Oh. how grand it is, Jack, to use ones
strength is such a cause. But whose
child was it? Do you know"
Before Jack could answer, the outer
door was unceremoniously opened, and
Solomon Gordon entered the apartment.
Abby shrank back in alarm when she saw
how pale and excited the man looked,
and how he trembled, for she did not no
tice the moist, trimming light that shone
in his swollen eyes.
"Jack," spoke the new conner, in a
gasping manner, at the same time hold
ing out both of his hands. He choked
and stammered, but presently gained
strength to add: "Oh, my God! what car
l say! Jack! Jack" Here the stout
man fairly broke down, and burst int
tears.
Jack, almost as much affected as wa.
his visitor, arose and took the extended
hand.
Never mind, Sol. It's all right"
mo, no." cried Gordon. ut ism
right. 1t never can be right. Oh, wha
can I do? Jack, if could only 60 bach
to where l was this morning! My God
beat your child for trifing thing, ane
YOU have saved mine from terrible death
saved him almost at the expense OF you
own life. Kill me if you will. Beat me
Jack. Do anything you like, only for
give me, SO that this saving act OF your
sha'n't be always like heap OF Goals upol
my head"
And then with sudden impulse-un
der the influence of an emotion sach q
he had never before experienced-Jacl
Sprout said:
Solomon, tell you it's all right. Yo'
have no more reason to thank God that
saved your child than | have. When
went forth from my house | was full o
wrath and madness, and curses were upol
nv lips and in my heart. | should hav
sought such revenge as the wild beas
seeks. Is It not better that found you
little Andy in the flood: and is it not bet
ter that nv great strength was used i
saving his life. forgive you. Sol, from
the bottom Of my heart And now, | say
it's all night
And so was cemented friendship hol
and lasting.
Seeming slight perturbations in the cul
rent of q mans life sometimes work MAJ
Vicious changes for good o. i'll.
abbey" said Jack Sprout-it was la1
in the evening and they had been sittin
for some time without speaking II belle,
am converted. Saul Of Tarsus, that yo
read to Freddie about last Sunday, ";
not more suddenly brought to light tina
have been. Really and truly there
more virtue in kindnes than IN enmity;
blesses everything and every body, he wi
. bestows it is as much blessed as he wi
receives it."
And then the wife, with her arm place
gently around her husbands neck. kind
/ said:
. Dear Jack. wouldn't we both be ha
pier if we would try to live by the rul
I laid down by our blessed Saviour"
A boy came along to one of our neigl
boris houses holding very dirty do
: and asked the gentleman of the hous
''Don't you want to buy dog. mister
ssWhat kind of dog is it, asked Il
$ gentleman. The boy looked puzzle
q "Well," said he, lit is part terrier