Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1883-05-11
LITTLE HEROINE:

1 LITTLE HEROINE:
''Iwish that / lived in little room at
the top of ever SO many flights of rickety
stairs, and we didn't have anything to
eat in the house, nor any fire, and no
bed, only a heap of straw and rags in
the corner, and / had little brother
who was very sick. and we didn't have
but one old cloak between us,'' said little
Nellie, as she closed the book which she
had been intently reading. .4n
why, petsie, that is rather strange
ideal of perfect happiness. What could
have put such wish .as that into your
,head?' 4...I .y-.. 4'i-l
Because, auntie, then perhaps could
become heroine. All the heroines of
the stories are poor girls. There isn't
much chance for little girls to do any
thing brave who have allthey want, and
good, kind mammas to keep their hair
combed, and fix pretty dresses with nice
little ruffies and ribbons"
'Don't you know, pet, that a great
many years ago, a very wise man
said: He that ruleth, his own spirit is
greater than he that taketh a city?' So
every time you keep back an untrue, or
cross, impatient word, you become
a little heroine; and every time you
sacrifice your own pleasure, ease or
| convenience for the sake of others, YOU
have fought great battle, and become
mighty conqueror over a strong enc
my. But perhaps the reason so many
little heroes and heroines of stories are
poor, friendless children, is because it
is so remarkable that without training
and advantages they should exhibit
such nobility of character. Let me tell
/ you about little girl who did not be-
long to this class, who was one of the
grandest little heroines that l ever
knew. Little Beth lived in a beautiful
home on the bank of river, and she
had all the nice clothes, and books, and
play-things that she wanted, and a kind
father and mother who loved her dearly.
Sometimes she thought that she was the
happiest child in the world except her
little brother Rob, baby Rob. whom
everybody loved on account of his sunny
temper, cunning ways and sweet, lisping
baby talk ,.t.t 8 Il
when Rob was two years old, one
summer afternoon, Beth came running
home from school and went in search of
him for their usual romp. Mamma was
busy and said he was not with her,
but had gone out into the garden little
while ago. So Beth went out into the
garden, where she found his little wagon
and his hat lying out under tree, but
she could. see nothing, of Rob. Then
she ran down the garden walk. calling
Rob! Rob! where are YOU baby Rob?'
But no sweet little voice answered her
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walk. she found that the gate which
was always kept fastened had beencare-
lessly left open. Passing through, her
heart stood still at the sight. before her.
A little back of the house ran the rail
road, with long. high bridge over the
river. Some planks had been laid along
the middle of the bridge for the conven-
ience OF persons crossing on foot. and
away out on this narrowwalk, half way
across the bridge, was baby Rob, In one
hand he carried little basket, and i'm the
other little stick which he was using
for a cane. There he was trud6in0
along, as unconscious of danger as ii he
had been walking across the nursery
floor. 1t was no wonder that Beth's
heart stood still, for that first glance had
also shown her train coming up the
track-coming it seemed TO her faster
than train ever came before. And it was
so near. ife -g..i .Ia...ss fs,
Beth gave one. scream, hoping that
her mother might hear it, and then
started down the track. 1t seemed as If
her feet had wings. She knew that She
had never'run SO fast before; but run as
fast as she could, the train ran faster.
She reaches the bridge and darts along
the narrow walk. .. She knows that she
is putting her own life in danger but
she does not hesitate; she does not even
think that she is performing heroic ACT, ;.
but only that her darling little brother
is in great peril, and that she must save
him If she can. Even baby Rob at last
seems aware of his danger, as he notices
the painting monster rushing down upon
him., He, turns and begins to run as
fast as he can, and seeing Beth coming
he reaches out his little arms to her and
cries: Take Rob, Bethi' Rob 'fraid!
And Beth clasps him IN her arms, and
/ feels his soft little arms around her neck;
but she also feels the bridge tremble be-
meath her. The engine has reached it.
She knows that she can not reach the
other end of the bridge with her burden:
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nothing to carry. But the thought of
saving herself and leaving poor, help
less little Rob there to be crushed to
death never entered her mind.
''She can almost feel the hot breath of
the merciless giant. Think quick, little
Beth, is there no way of cscapep One
way seems possible to her; she will try
it And running to the end of one of
the ties, she loosens the little arms that.
cling around her neck, and, kissing the
soft baby cheek, she says -Good-bye,
Robl and drops the little burden in the
stream below. She hopes that some one
will come and save him before he browns.
And now she viii make a brave effort
for her own life, so clasping her hands
over one Of the ties, she drops down
with her body hanging over the stream.
II she eanohlyi hang on this way till the
train; has passed she may yet be saved.
But the sharp edges cut her, wrists. and
the tie trembles under the weight of the
cars, and with the roaring in her ears,
she grows faint and dizzy, and .ioosens
her hold and drops into the water be-
meath.
1.-The engineer had at last seen the
brave actof the little girl, and, as quick
as possible, he stopped his train and.