Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1890-01-15
pressure of the water assisted the bows

pressure Of the water assisted the boys
work, and when the post was Ii title more
than half-cat through the mighty force
pushing at the gates broke it. With .
heavy crash the timber fell, the pentrup
water surged through the open gates,
and the dam was safe. -s &c.
Paul had saved his mother and the
children in the little home which few
minutes before had been in such peril,
and the men gave little encouraging
cheer rs, his dangerous work done, he
turned toward the shore and safety.
He'll come it all right, don't you
never fear" said Phil Kipp, confidently.
"Yes, of course, he WILL" was Jack
Sanders comment. "He's clear grit, he
is, and Providence alters kind o. looks
out for that Sort
Tom Dolan and Logan, the camps
boss, said nothing. They only watched
and hoped for the moment when Paul
should be safe on shore again.
He had passed the middle of the dam
when Dolan, who watched every move
ment with intense anxiety, suddenly
exclaimed: ''Look!''
Borne swiftly along on the current
that set toward the gates was an uproot-
ed tree with long limbs, and it came
directly in Paul's path, while he, watch
ing the beam he was walking, did not
notice it.
The men saw his peril and shouted to
him; but the roar of the food drowned
their voices, and the boy walked on un-
conscious of the danger, until he was
struck by one of the long limbs and
hurled into the mad, swirling, thunder
ing food, below the dam where the vast
pond was struggling to empty itself
through the gates
In that wild water the most expert
swimmer would have been overwhelmed,
and tle men knew that unless they
could in some way help Paul there was
no hope for him.
With one impulse they sprang to the
waters edge and eagerly scanned the
who, they knew, was hidden among the
foaming waves. By some freak of the
uncertain currents he was thrown near
the shore, and with spring Tom Dolan
seized him by his heavy wooden shirt
and pulled him upon the bank.
He was unconscious, and the first ef-
forts of the men to revive him failed to
reveal any sign OF. life in the limp, help
less form.
''He couldn't a. drowned, there want
time" Logan said; ''he must "a been
hit by some of the logs, or else banged
agin the rocks"
Eyes, an'-I'm afeard he's gone,"
Dolan replied. Such work as he's
done deserves somethin' better'n dyin'."
Paul was carried to the camp, and in
their rude but kindly way the men did
what they could for him. His clothes
were loosened, he was rubbed with hot
woolens to stimulate circulation, and the
other simple methods which they knew
were tried to bring back the brave young
spirit.
After working upon him an hour or
more their efforts were rewarded by =
slight show of life in the boy, and hope
sprang up in the hearts of the anxious
watchers
Hes a-comin' to- Tom Dolan said,
thankfully; stand back, boys, and give
him better show for breathin'."
The men stood back and awaited re-
suits. For = few moments thought
struggled with inconsistencies with
Paul, and then, recognizing the lumber
man who bent over him, he said, in q
faint whisper: whats the matter,
Tom?"
''Oh, nothin', Paul, nothin' much.
You got knocked of O. the dam, but We
got you out, an you're all right now,
safe here in camp"
''Oh, yes, I remember; but what
makes it so dark and cold, Tom? Didn't
1 bring in enough wood?''
''Why, certainly you did, an well
have more light an fire in jest min
ute. You keep quiet an it'll all be fixed
in no time"
''Something cold like keeps pressing
me here" he said, indicating his breast
with his hand, land it's hard to
breathe"
''You was hurt, somehow" the woods
nan answered, ''but you'll be all right
in day or two. I'll Jest raise ye up =
little-there, amt that better?"
Eyes, that's easier. Tom, do you
think mothers safe?''
II know she is. She's as safe ~ I
am"
"And Sam, he's safe, too?''
eyes,
"And Maggie and little FAM"
''Both safe.''
Then it's all right; and tell 'em,
Ton, not to feel sorry for me-not to
feel sorry at all Tell 'em I'm glad
did it-ten 'em I'm real glad, Tom, and
tell 'em-tell-"
Then the faint voice stopped, the
young head fell back upon the strong
arm of the lumberman, and Paul Prince
was dead. For few moments not q
word was said, and the solemn quiet
was only disturbed by the half,-e-
pressed sobs of the lumbermen.
Logan's Camp had known several fatal
accidents, but it had never before been
SO pa3hetioally stirred, 80 tenderly
touched, as by the loss OF its heroic
chore-boy, and for weeks after his death.
whenever the lumbermen spoke OF him,
it WAS with softened and often tremu-
lous voices
Paul was laid to rest in = quiet little
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