New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-07-20

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my Cod! he cried, as he tumbled
into his clothing and rushed out Of the
building;. Kathleen is in peril. I will
save her, though / die for it. =
With the speed OF the antelope he
ran across the intervening space He
was the first to arrive.
people will think I have applied the
A window opened in tho second story
and the young Kathleen looked out.
She recognized the presence of her
lover.
edgar she cried. in q low. quiet
voice Edo not fear for me. The fire
is below. Go to the window that looks
out on the garden, and break through
it. It reaches toa large pantry. Open
the door opposite chat window, and YOU
will there find my father. He is q
heavy sleeper. Remove him before the
smoke or the flames reach him. God
bless you, darling. Whom you have
him clear from danger, call me-
The building was old, and the old tim.
Der in it as dry as finder. Before Ed
gar Fitzgerald could reach the window
indicated by the intrepid Kathleen, the
flames, with q loud roar, swept up the
lower corridor, and were licking at tho
panels of the door behind which Mr..
Fawcett was reposing, of course uncon.
scious of danger.
Edgar leaped through the window.
On opening the entrance opposite, he
ran to the bed in which the old gentlo-
man was. Not stopping to awaken
him, Edgar raised him in his strong
arms, and retreated as he had entered
He was not moment too soon. As he
retired long forks of flame had eaten
their way through the closed door on
the corridor, and were already dancing
with the curtains that inclOsed the old
fashioned bedstead.
Fitzgerald ran to the summer house
in the garden, and there placed his
charge on long bench. There he
slept as soundly as if he had not been
removed from his comfortable mattress
| of down.
Nov for Kathleen" muttered the
lover '.Perhaps she's in danger. NV
God, L hear the flames in the lower
hall! Ha! see they have run up the
stairs where Kathleen isr'
The thought and sight maddened
him. He rushed to the front of the old
building. There he found number of
the FaWcett faction. These, on seeing
him, began to cry out that he must
have, in revenge, fired the house.
"Foolsr' he hoarsely shouted, lido
not stand there lowering at me. Help
me to save the people within, and then
do with me as you will. kathleen
Kathleenr'
There was no response to his cry.
"My Godr' he proaned. ..she will
perish-pcrhaps has already been de-
stroyed! Help! Help me, menr'
His quick eye caught ladder lying
near the barn. He ran to it, and drag
ing it, he brought it to the front of the
house, and, by main strength, succeed
ed in raising it against the window from
| which his idol had addressed him.
In moment he had mounted the lad
der. On gaining the window, he leap
ed into the room in which Kathleen
slept. When he had disappeared. one
or two of tho Fawcett faction ran toward
the ladder, CRYING:
Lets throw this down, and let the
villain perish in the flames of his own
making.e'
But three or four of the peasant Wo-
mon, who had been attracted by the
burning" protested and drove the
scoundrels away from the front of the
house.
Kathleen /! Kathleen y again cried
Fitzgerald, as he pushed his way
through dense volume of smoke that
| came up from below. Kathleen!
Kathleen! my darling!'' no groancd;
''wLere are you? Speak to me, nv
She heard him not.
The young lover pushed toward the
centre OF the chamber. His feet stun.
bled over something, and he would have
pitched forward if his breast had not
struck against bedpost He stopped,
and with a cry of joy, followed by one
of terror, he touched the PROSTATE, in.
sensible form Of his Kathleen. He
raised her in his arms and staggered
toward the window.
II have her-I have herr he shout
ed.
Regaining the ladder with his
precious burden in his arms, he was
about to descend, when sheet of
fame leaped from the window and
struck him fairly in the face.
80, God! save me'' he groaned.
Shield herr
He reached the ground. Kathleen
was unconscious, but unhurt Tho
women gathered around her, and car
her to q place Of safety.
One or two of the more humane of
the men, who had witnessed the heroic
conduct of Fitzgerald, now came for
ward to assist him. These noticed that
his face was black and burned to
crisp.