Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-02-06

III was a bright sunshiny day i
May, almost the first bright da,
we had experienced. 1t cheere'
the hearts of the girls and incitec
them to renewed efforts. JAG. Du
bois had worked hard all the fore
noon, but she was not tired, she was
happy. Her face sparkled will
vivacity and her mouth wreathet
itself in many smiles. She had
been singing, as she worked, sing,
ing snatches of Mission School
melody, which harmonized starnge-
ly with the whirl of the machinery
The reason she was so happy
was because her mind was so filed
with the image of young and
handsome man. She had met
George Durham few evenings be-
fore at a friends. He was a
young carpenter, and hard work
ing man. They had since been
walking together, and he had ask
ed her if he might linger near
the factory after working hours
and walk with her homeward.
1t was two long miles from I. the
factory to Jac.'s home but the
poor have to live where the rent is
cheap, and many have n greater
distance than this to walk after
their days work.
1t was the hour of noon, JAG.
had eaten her luncheon and made
known her determination of going
down on the street to get a breath |
Of fresh air. Several girls offered |
to accompany her, so that quite a
lumber were in the party that
itrolled down the sunny street to
| busy tboroughfare below. As
hey neared the crossing quite
,rowd met them, surging both
Ways. A few of the girls stopped
IN the corner to ogle party of
who sat with tin pals
'etween their blue-overalled legs,
ating the cold bit, which nature +,
raved.
Three girls attempted to cross
he street. One of them was Jac.
dubois. Coming from the other
ide was a nurse, and a child about !
our years old. AS the nurse en-
eavors to pull the little one along !,
stumbles and falls, the woman
elaXes her hold upon the white :
and and sprang forward to avoid L
le approaching of coming ex- :
ress wagon partially loaded.
The child knows not its danger, p
. ] /,
at the by-standers see it. The u
arse and several women scream,
ut no one tries to save it. The
lrly driver strives to check the II
stive horses. Almost miracuovs-
they step over the little creature I"
lug so helpless there without W
trading the skin. But see the n
vely little head with its cluster
g curls is directly in the course Il
the heavily tired wheel. No one b
'asps the infant and no one stirs. "
hat an instant, what terrible sus- s.
ense, when the frightened by
anders expect to hear in an in =
ant the cracking of the bones of I
&c child's head. N
Stay! One hand does strive to a
asp the infant and fails. What 81
N she do-a slight girl? "What W
JAG. Dubois p springs into the g.
aims of her companions.
Readily the girl saw that nothing "
,uld save the childs life but k
crifce, and the sacrifice-which d.
me, God knows, from a pure
.art-was made. Her slender
OF was placed firmly before the til
'nderous wheel, then she grasped
e spolles and pushed with all her
rength to change its course. 1t
rned from the former track Just
iIicient to avoid the infants head.
it revolution it crushed poor tn
foot out of all shape. &C
The child was quickly picked
, by one of the by-stander and sa
ushed off by the frightened Sc
irse, who tried to quell its sobs dl
nile her own tears were chasing a
ch other down her cheeks. The
form of our heroine laid
'on the board tagging of the side yc
Xix. She had tainted. Is
"Brave grill Who is she r. said te
benevolent old gentleman who or
st approached, attempting at the W,
me time to chafe some life into tn
r hands. nr
"Only JAG. Dubois" answered of
e of her former companions, yo
10 saw already surmishing what he