The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1880-12-16

rod, when a scarf which he wore at the
time, became entangled in the knuckle,
began to wind him up. So fast was this
being done that he had not time to unfold
the article from his neck. His face was
drawn down so low that he could feel the
breath of the whirling rod. The man
thought his time had come, but determin-
ed to make an almost superhuman effort
to free himself. This he did and fortu
nately the scarf broke, relieving him from
the p erilous position. But the man did
not escape without injury. In some way
one of his hands was thrust in the knuck
10 of the rod, that the fore
finger was terribly mashed. Coming to
town he called on DR.. Clark who exam
ined the wounded member, and found
that amputatlOn was necessary. After
the operation, the hand was carefully
dressed, and Mr.. Larson departed feeling
thankful that his neck was all safe Sure
~ this was narrow and fortunate cs
cape from being twirled into the beyond.
spring-liAe day, many folks were out en-
joying the fresh air and studying the
marvellous works Of nature. Among the
mum Der who took advantage of the delic-
ious day, was young man arraycd i'll
faultIess apparel, but who wore sad and
oppressed nk-disappointed, maybe,
over the leap year party,.-his dropping
eye lids and careworn features bespoke
too plainly Of trouble, deep and lasting.
The young man was at one time a "bcau
ideal,' but the woetul expression upon
his lneaments, had fingered too long and
dcfled the beauty Still, by his porlly !
bearing and manner Of walk one would |
conclude at once, that he had been nur
tured by indulgent and kind hands, edu
Gated and taught to respect institutions Of
christianity and bow his head in dcvo F..
ton, whenever he felt like it. He is not |
a stranger to city lite, or cynic to its |
charming beauties. Upon this particu-
lar occasion he was walking in mcdita- |
tive mood, thinking of the halcyon days |
of yore when happiness was his, Of the |
present when all was darkness. In this
way he moved along not CARR G whittier |
he went, when looking up suddenly, saw,
a lady sitting at an open window, giving
he supposed, handkerchief tlir,ations. |
Mute and perplexed he stood as if rooted |
to the spot, reading those COMPOUNDED |
Ci fire Nd
down another to see if there was no mis-
take, and observing no one Out he failed ,
to notice little above him on tive hill
side pair Of interested eyes,, determln- I
Ell he was the one for whom the signals
were intended. Quickly his spirits rose
within him, and proudly Frightening
up, with smile playing around his lips |
he whipped out his bandannA replied,
aud again almost tie same movements
were gone through with by the tgu1e at
the window. He hestated ard unused:
| stand and dream, and madly deem,
Myself af1oat on true loves stream. I
He deemed it prudent to 60 over and he !,
went. Boldly tapping at the door, was !,
admitted into the presence of his ador,d
one. Not to be tritled with he COM
mcnccd conversation upon the errCnd at
once. The lady was inclined to be rc1lc-
'nt, refusing to give the poor fellow a
ide-g lance, "fOr her husband would not
approve Of it, and beside she was only
musing herself with the sunbcams upon
the wall.' Imagine, intelligent reader
the young mans chagrin at this rcvcla-
ion. Again he stood not upon the order
Of going, but uDceremoniously disappear.
ed through the door, his sombre face cx-
,ressionless rs a snowflake. With a
hudder he resumed that thoughtful tread.
md he thus unburdcncd himself:
Oh hard to bear, comes pale lispair,
And wrecks my castles in the air.
Here we drop the veil, shielding the
7oung man S name from the bitter eyes Of
4 cold world, for to "crr IS human,' but
he world wouldn't see 1t in that light!