The daily gazette., 1883-07-05
UP IN Aray nALLoON.
A Child Suspended in Mid Air and Res
cued by "A Rifle shot.


cued by "a Rifle Shot.
tMorehead, n. c., Letter In the Grceusoor,
Patriot.
At the still hour of midnight had the
trump OF Gabriel summoned us all to final
worldly reckoning, more excitement, cou
sterDation and weeping could not have come
over the many good people who were present
and witnessed the most wonderful and mira
culous escape that ever happened in this or
any other country. Mrs. Robert Elliott, OF
Texas, has been here for the past ten DAYS
or more, to restore the health OF her child.
Birdie, a bright and sweet little cherub less
than three years old, who much emaci
ated from sp, II of Texas fever This morn
ing about 10 clock stroling Italian made
his appearance in front of the hotel with q
large cluster of thosr red bladdcr-likc toy
balloons. Major Hawkins, of Alabama, 70
amuse little Birdie, who at that time IN his
arms, tied the cord around her waist aud
and then,a las is often done to anluse children,
gave her toss of five or six feet into the air
and held out his arms for her return.
"Great God! she is gouc," cried the Ma or,
as he saw her rapidly going up, up, up,
until she had passed the house tops Float
ing in the clouds, with outstrctchcd hands,
the little angel could be heard distinctly
calling: "Mamma, mamma, mamma"
until her voice becamr drowned by the
whistliI OF the winds. All the men at the
hotel started out in boats, for the little one
was drifting to sea.
By an act of Divine Providence, Mr.
Charles j Voorhees,, of the Southern EN
press Company, with party OF gentlemen,
was out taking a sell. Mr.. VOORHEES, is one
of the most expert ritiemen in the country,
and as God had ordained it he had on board
his Smith q Wesson rifle. He at once took
ri
at sea and going at the rate OF ten mites
an hour, and now 400 yards high and every
minute going higher, higher higher. ! can
cut those balloons and will do it or die. F"
"Bang ~ went the rife-but 10 change in
position. Again, again and again-the nth
shot one balloon disappeared amidst the
shouts of the boatmen. AT the eighth shot
it became evident that the balloons could no
longer carry the weight of the little floating
angel, as she was gradually descending, not
in straight line but in southeast dircc-
ton, towards Harker's lsland-but whether
dead or alive none could tell. Down, down,
down she comes-as gently as if handled by
| human hands-and 10 fall in "A cradle OF
sand. With fear and trembling all ran up
Ben Piver in front. "Geutlemen," saws
he, 81 will be djHgcd If she amt live ard
| kicking" There sat littn Birdie playing
| with lot OF shells, ard as she was picked
up she cung on to handful, saying, "D,sC
sells for mamma" +"
| With the prize all returned to the boats.
| There sat Mr.. Voorhees, with death like
| pallor on his countenauee, and when told
| that he had saved the babe uuhurt, hi-
tender heart gave way and he wept like a
child. The little darling came oul as bright
as new pin and seemed to look ON TIA,
whole matter as fun gotten up ior hel
| amusement
Thus ended day of the most intense cX
citement that the oldest inhabitant at thi
old North Carolina resort ever dreamed o
thought of, and may The writer never agaiI
witness its like.
so Diamond Dyes are 50 pcrloct mud 50 beau