Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1886-07-29

toes Of his boots, and resumed his
work.
where are you going when you fin.
ish here p
well, shan't 60 off to be a tramp
while you are here. You may be sure
of that. Bless me ! You would have
me in the station house before night.
Now, Cephas, tell me where you are
goin' when you get through here
Il s'pose must 90 down to Emer-
sons block and inspect it. | did not
build it, though that is my business
but Emerson has been suspicious OF
the mans thoroughness who did put it
up, aud he wants me to step in and
look round
Don't venture where it is dangerous
| will you, Cephus ? Get that tramp
and let him 60 in
Not l. l won't ask man to go
where won't risk myself.
Aunt Salome muttered something
about risking "a tramp's useless life,'
and then went into the house to put on
her ample sun.bonnet. She told Bob,
the colored servant boy, to put Jim
into the coupe and drive her down
street.
Il would like to get some description
of the tramp Aunt Salome reasoned
to herself, 'and I've great mind to let
Bob call him out of that saloon ahead.
OF course he's in there. That's where
such people go. Then I can describe
him to the police.
Bob alighted, and went toward the
saloon door.
We'll. Bob,' said Jerry Collins, the
saloon-keeper meeting him on the door.
step, Il see you have got Aunt Salome
here. Will she take nip p
The saloon keeper raised his voice in
this closing clause, and roguishly wink
ed at several thirsty customers. Aunt
Salome heard it, and in disgust kept
her head out of sight.
oh she wants to know il tramp
has been here.'
No. 1 saw, though, a trampish'
looking sort of fellow opposite here,
and thought he was going to make IA
call but he swung yellow flower in
his hand, looked at that, and then NOV
ed OFF,
Was Lumpie's flower guiding the
homeless one homeward ?
Il won't give it up. He ought to be
here,' said Aunt Salome, as they near
ed a gambling saloon. knowing very
we'll he ought not to be there.
Tramp been here p replied the pro-
prietor to the inquiring Bob. well,
no !; yes. A big rough heather came
to my door. twirling yellow flower
but he turned away and lost sight of
him.
Was the flower still guiding
what shall do p exclaimed Aunt
Salome. Il can't report his looks as l
would like to the police, and yet l must
haye them jest watch our house.
Land What is that noise I? BoG,
what is it p
Awful, marm, wasn't it :? Hebben
and arth glib way den Fearful noise
See dose folks runnin' y
'What can 1T be = screamed Aunt
Salome. DO you know, mister p
The man she was hailing stopped in
the midst of vigorous run, and bawl-
cd out
They say it's Emerson's block that
has tumbled.'
The man had no second edition of
news to give her, but rushed on head
long.
% Ce-phus, you there p shrieked
Aunt Salome. Drive on, Bob y
And Bob drove till they came to the
ruins, one mass of fallen chimney,
walls, floors. roofs. There was dense
black crowd around the spot. Several
of the people, seeing Aunt Salome,
rushed to the carriage.
lie is safe, marin. He's all right
'Ce-phus is p
Yes we have him in the 'pothe.
cary-store but he had a narrow es-
cape,' said man. Il saw the whole
of it. You see this building was not
put up right, and everybody thought it
crazy, and Emerson wanted your broth
er to examine the thing. People
thought they saw the end wall bulgin'
out and advised him not to 60 but
down into the cellar he went. While
lie was there the end tumbled. and then
we heard big cry for help from the
cellar. You see it was Cephas caught
under a timber. But you must not
wonder if no man dared go down
there for people were calm out
'Tother end is bulgin' out = AT last
there came along big, strong moose
sort of feller, rough lookin' cus;o-
mer that nobody knew, and he jest
whisked down that cellar quickly and
in about as short time as | am telling
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