Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-06-12

would We condemned - prison, dishon-
cred. ruined But his daughter, bis
Aimee. would live and be happy. Ali
how quickly one en- think u such ter
ribIs m0monisl
The train oame laundering On, but i
could not Is seen On account ol aharp
curve u tie road. There was still time
q save Aimee, but The child would not
stir. Itasemed to her father that abe
waited Cor the train with en- cir Of de-
hanca
''Aimee. be repeated, IN = voice
sirangIed By fear- Aimee. coma here;
you win kiIl me r.
Suddenly the advancing lights q The
engine appeared. The train was upon
hims Il vas here. The man felt his
whole bang shaken. BE was Devil
dered- could zee nothing: thought did
not stop. however, but travelled faster
than the train. He recalled in q second
bis honorable soldiers Life, when he had
sacrificed everything 20 duty. he cav
IN the station the frightful accident he
would have caused, and heard the cries
Of the wounded, the last gasps Of the
dying. The problem was before him
his daughter or othersa There was no al
tentative without 8 miracle. With an
astonishing promptitude the sentiment
Of duty became most powerful, and he
seized mechanically the handle Of the
iron bar. The stoical soldier at this
moment was uppermost, and effaced the
father. he pushed, hardly knowing
what he did, and the express train
crossed the switch.
On, on it went, and he could see it
passing before the station, going by as
If ii were happy to escape q danger, and
disappearing in the darkness. Duty
had been strongest. Stupefed,
staggered, speeChless, Laurence was
rooted to the spot, holding still the
cursed handle which had helped him to
kin his child.
':Now." he said. sit is my turn to
die"
The ether train was about to pass.
He stepped forward, crossed his arms,
and awaited IL. The whistle sounded,
the heavy engine pulled.
Bewildered, thinking Of nothing, there
he stood.
But that instant a burst Of laughter
sounded behind him. BE turned, Wild
with hope.
ooh, naughty papa The won't play
with Aimee, = said the most beloved Of
voices.
The child was clinging to him. Lau-
renee did not seek TO know how the
child came there alive. He seized her,
and fed with his treasure into bis little
cabin. Then he put her on the ground
before the lamp and looked at her. He
could not bear 30 much Joy, and fell
fainting beside his daughter, who, in her
turn, screamed with terror.
at this moment Celine arrived. She
heard Aimee's voice and hastened her
steps. Then becoming impatient, she
called, sAimee r. The child ran to
meet hers crylngs Mamma mamma /
ann frightened r.
"What is the matter 2"
ssPapa has fallen down."
CeIine rushed toward the sentry-box
and found her husband completely In
sensible stretched on the ground. She
sent for help, and the doctor, who had
not left the village, came and restored
the poor man to consciousness. The
next day when Laurence rose his wife
looked at him with terror. Instead Of
his former bright color he exhibited
corpse-like pallor, which never left him
to the end Of his days. Laurence was
forced to tell his wife ell. When he had
finished the poor father turned TO Aimee
and said: ''But, darling, why weren't
you killed 2"
seWhy," said the child, 'sI did what
Simon did. - Chicago Inter Ocean.