The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1891-09-05

make II We could only got 1t just as It
looks against the sunsetr
Another pair OF eyes saw the picture
also. The man who had begged for
bread and received stone. He was
making his way YEARLY along toward
the railway. He might make his des-
tinntion; no might not.
Noone should COLL him tramp again.
He was weak with hunger already.
but he took his oath to that And us
he swore this Mrs. Towards carriage
rolled past him. covering him with
dust from its red wheels.
Paradise-on-the-H has a long car
riage drive to the railway station.
There Is one spot which Is very pic
turesque and beautiful. 1t is where
the carriage road crosses cut through
which the railway runs between nat
ural stone walls. The trains cannot
be seen by drivers because OF the tall
rocks and great trees, until they are
just across the aperture.
Everyone is cautious here. Mrs.
Howard particularly so. She drove
so slowly down the hill that the man
she called tramp outwalked her.
The shrek Of the coming train was
n fearful one-a warning note desir-
able in a region where old residents
quietly drove their slow teams before
rushing express trains every day. and
where an accident to 'our esteemed
neighbor So-and-So" was one OF the
regular items OF the newspaper in con-
sequence.
But Mrs. Towards horse bethought
himself to be terribly alarmed at the
sound. and with plunge and cry as
alarming in itself as that uttered by
the iron monster in the cut, the ami
NAL started off at full speed.
| The man who watched him knew
that he would reach the track just in
time to drag the wagon before the en-
CINE. He saw the woman holding her
child fast and clinging to the light rail
which surrounded the seat.
They needed help. and suddenly the
demon in his soul fed from it. The
angel of pity took its place. and he
stood fit for Heaven. They needed
help, and he would give it--what help
he could. 1t might be OF avail
Heaven grant it mayr he prayed;
and he sprang forward.
| He was in time. He seized the mad
horses bride He held it. feeling
most sorely that he had not his usual
strength.
Jump while you CAM he shouted.
Il cannot hold tho creature long,"
! Mrs. Howard obeyed. Her foot was
! light, her action swift. or she had not
| succeeded. AS it was. she tottered
and fell as she touched the ground.
and got to her feet giddy and faint,
but holding her child's warm little
hand safe in hers.
! But where was the carriage, where
was the horse. where was the man who
! had saved their lives-the man she
would reward with full heaped hands
as we'll as with thanks and blessings
the man she had turned hungry from
her door, and had paid her ill-doing
! with such deed as this-where was
! he? The whistle shrieked, the cars
backed slowed, stopped; passengers
alighted; her husband was there. His
arms were about her. his pale face
! WIS CONeTcu Will bcuTS Tvs Ut SODUStl,
'You are not hurt, darling? 1t is a
miracle!"
But still her eyes strained them.
selves to see that shabby figure, dusty
and mud-s stained. but sucn hero to
her now only to say to him
IL know you are not tramp. For
| give me. Let me help you; let me pay
little Of my great debt to you.
She would never be happy in this
world unless this was given her. So
she stood. her head on her husbands
shoulder. waiting until he should come.
But the others gathered, slowly silent
ly, toward one spot where up from
the cut come two men, bearing some
thing between them.
He is dead!'' they said. The horse
threw him before the engine. "--Satur-
day Evening Post.
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