News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-04-17
Killing No Murder.

"Five years ago was in New York
reporting for daily had formed
many acquaintance, but among them
there were none for whom l had such
a genuine esteem as | had for young
man named c., also reporter,
but on the staff of another journal.
Free from wo. k, we were inseparable
and were christened 'The Twins Our
tastes were congenial, and our feelings
toward each other were as brothers.
Well, l had missed my crony from his
usual haunts for three or four weeks,
when on my way home one night at a
late hour met him on his return from
visit Oh special work to the lowest
quarters of the city. After a warm
greeting, c. explained to me that
he had been away on his honeymoon.
And radiant enough he looked in spite
of fatigue. He was on his way to the
office, where he would have three or
four hours hard work getting the sub
jec: of his article into shape. Thrust
ing his card in my hand, he insisted on
my calling on the morrow at his new
quarters, there to be introduced to his
young bride. Placing the card in my
pocket without glancing at it, l left
him. reached home, and was soon fast
asleep.
'Tt was not long, however-but a
few minutes probably-before 1 was
awakened by an alarm of fire, and on
going to the window saw that a five
story building opposite was in flames.
In few minutes the scene was one of
those which stamp themselves indelibly
on ones recollection. The hurrying
crowds, the rattle of engines wildly
dashing to the scene at an incredible
pace, the hoarse shouts of the firemen,
and wor.e than all, the piercing, ago.
niZing shrieks of the inmates of the
doomed house, aroused in the dead of
night face to face with a terrible
death, are things one can never forget.
The flames spread with fearful rapid
ty, and the lur.d glare made every OBJ
ject vi-ible.
ga terrible scenel Heroes are al
ready climbing the escapes and bearing
to safety the panic-stricken, half-clad
wretches clinging to the window
frames. The men worked as if in
spired with the courage and strength
of superhuman beings. Volumes of
water poured into the building, but
apparently to no purpose. One by
one the shrieking men, women, and
children were removed from their
dangerous positions, at fearful risk
to the noble fellows straining every
nerve and muscle for their salvation.
Presently a cheer arose from the dense
crowd as it was murmured around that
'all were out Almost the whole
of the building was now a mass of fire
and q storm of ruddy flakes and daz-
zlirg sparks whirled and eddied in the
air. Great tongues of fame leaped
from room to room, lighting up the in
terror with fearful brilliancy. Then
came terrible cry, Which froze the
blood in the veins of tho assembled
thousands. A pale face appeared at
an upper window, and slight, girlish
form was seen clinging to the sill.
No one present will forget that cry or
that wall of agony that issued from a
thousand throats. At the same mo-
ment man burst through into
the space kept clear for the
workers, and at a glance
recognized my friend G. Great Godl
1 had not looked at his card, and had
been standing watching the house
which held all that was dearest 10 him
by the demon Firel The !