The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1888-03-16
sssIHssED HIS TIP"

man of another, as cab ratified down
Moore street, while a dozen men were rae
ing their best on each side.
Somebody hurt at the Circus" said
man VINO was coming up the street, "and
pretty badly too, fancy, from what they
say"
] was time enough to see the poor fellow
brought out to the cab. His dress was
covered W it'll spangles, and bis face colored
to ''please the groundlngs," but the blood
which welled from wound in his head
was effacing all marks of rouge and raddle
with firmer and more positive tone of
color. As two men carried him to the cab
had a chance of seeing him well. His
eyes were closed and his face was drawn
with pain, but he lay passive and helpless
in the strong arms which bore him.
By his side walked a young woman bis
wife, She was dressed as a fairy, but
there was no fairy grace in that wan face.
She held one of her husbands cold hands
as she walked quietly along. No tears
fell. but her heart seemed broken. She
could not accompany him to the Queens
Hospital as her time was up-in another
five minutes she would be dashing through
her performance of the Bounding Fairy,
on the unbroken Steed''-but as the cab
drove away she gazed after him with
longing, lingering look, and as she turned
to enter the building a long sigh rose from
bnr baarf which told IF misery lluuftara-
BILE. How could she bound along on the
quick pacing horse, pleasing the people,
while her loved one was trembling with
pain? Yet it is So
'sFor some do toll, while others do weep,
And the harbour bar goes moaning"
The crowd cleared away, all but one or
two men who seemed to belong to the
show. | turned to one of these and asked
him how the accident happened.
"Why, you see, sir, he replied, there
have been some sweis down here this af-
ternoon, and they have been treating the
performers, so poor Steve has had glass
| or two too much, and so he missed his tip.
| He does the trapeze business, aud we'll he
does it too; but in leaping from one bar to
another he failed to catch, and fell down
| twenty feet on to the seats below. Poor
Steve! hope he is not hurt much, for he
is a good sorted one"
| | thought | would step up to the hospital
and see whether the poor fellow was hurt
much. Did any Of my readers ever pass
an hour in hospital wari? If not it
would do them good to do go. 1t would
teach them more than they had ever learn
ed before in all their lives. There, stretch
ed on beds, quyering with pain, lie many
who will never more leave that room alive.
There are men manned and wounded in
the attic of life, but the deepest wound is
the thought of those helpless ones at home,
who must siarve now the bread-w inner is
laid low, unless the hand of kindly charity
is extended to them.
Oh! how little do our trifiing, petty
griefs appear, compared with the life
tragedies we may witness in an accident
ward. How wicked must be our muir
murings over things which are nought in
comparison to the life and death struggles
we may witness any and every day in those
christian institutions which dot our land.
And what glorious men We find in them,
working night and day to help their tel
lows in the shipwreck of hope and life.
| found the poor hummer under the
hands Of my friend, DR.. Gamgle, who was
doing all in his power to alleviate his pain;
but he could not rest, and his labored
breathing threw off the fumes of the alco-
hol he had swallowed, telling the tale of
how his sad mishap had occurred.
SIS he hurt badly, doctor?' ] inquired.
| "Broken arm and three ribs fractured,
was the reply; s'bnt we can do but little
| for him till the liquor has worked off, he
is iii such an excitabe state now, and will
not be quiet.
From time TO time the poor fellow tried
| to turn in the bed but was held down by
the nurses. His mind was wandering, and
he murmured, ''What will the wife and
children dor" and then, after q pause, he
said, "What fool was to be treated
when | had got q new trick to perform.
| I never have more than two glasses, and
| must have had six or eight. Oh, how
| foolish | must have been! Poor Cerise!
| Poor Cerse"
| His mind was dwelling upon his wife,
and What the result would be to her. Aud
now, even while he was rambling in his
| unquiet mind, she was going through her
performance, amid the cheers Of the audi
ence. anxious to be the bread winner while
her elp-mate was laid low.
''Will he get well, doctor?" asked
"Well, no one can tell, = was the reply.
s.The next forty light hours will decide;
but it is scarcely likely that lie will be able
to perform again for some time"
| left the ward thinking of the poor fell
| low who had "missed his tip"
As walked homeward, thought of
how many had done the same thing,
though, perhaps, in different ways.
There was win Mortlock. Who ever
began life with brighter prospects than he
did? Born to atfluence, every want sup
| piled, health, wealth, and troops Of friends.
| When lie returned from his honeymoon,
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