Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1894-09-13

End tie men We're dragsi,,g their new
l. lie &C uaintaaccs be--cre their wive
mi. sister, and introducing them witt
as much hea-tiness rs though they ha,
| Been bosom con, panions from childhood
Among the passengers in The frs
,arlor car was a German-American
He was man past middle age, will
blue eyes. rather forid complexion
and I long. carefully-trimmed brown
| beard He was accompanied by hi.
wife and two children, little girl aAd
boy. the latter just emerging from
babyhood. In the next seat to the
German sat n brown-bearded man, and
IN the general mcllowing of hearts
these two became quite confidential.
''Yes. am a Chicagoan," said the
brown bearded man, land manufac-
turer of fancy goods I am going to
New York on little business trip.
YOU should judge from the presence
of yosr family are bent on pleasure. ;.
The German sighed deeply.
Il regret to say you are mistaken -
said he. This trip is the saddess
ever took in my life. I belong to NIL
waukee. went to- Milwaukee twenty
years ago, when it was little town
and have grown up with it. All my
friends live there. l made a little COM
pstency there and dislike very much
to- leave it. But l must go away NY
doctor has told me that [ must go
abroad, and as it is uncertain when /
will be able to return / ana taking my
family with me-"
THAT is too bad" said the Chica.-
goan, but you really don't look i'll at.
all: in fact. 1 should pick you out as q
man of remarkably good health
Eyes, yes. l get no sympathy" said
the German. My appearance bellies the
facts. don't feel ill now, but 1 might.
be dead next minute. have heart dis.
ease, and my physician tells me that ].
may die at any moment. There, is a,
fatty degeneration of the heart, OF
something of that sort, I do not know
just what he calls it. Anyhow, he
told me l must go to Baden, and that.
Is my only hope. 1 am constantly in
fear that will not live to get there,
Anyhow, feel sure 1 never will re-
turn"
The Chicagoan moved a. little un--
easily in his chair, and as soon as OPP
portunity offered to break off the con-
versation he retired to the smoker.
where he breathed sign of relief and
attempted to divert his thoughts from
the unfortunate German by smoking a;
cigar: He kept away from the Ger
man during the evening, and had al
most forgotten. about him when
bedtime arrived. After he had got
into his berth, however, the recollec-
ton of the Germans presentiment &C.
Cured to him and interfered with his
going to sleep. He tossed about for
some time rather nervously. but had
begun to doze gently when he was sud-
denly aroused by the voice of a child.
He sat up in his berth and heard the
child's voice sayingin low, frightened
whisper:
Papa. papa"
1t Immediately occurred to him that
the German had retired with his little
boy in the same berth. He listened in
tently and again heard the child call
his father. There was no response and
no other sound in the car save the roar
OF the wheels and the occasional creak-
ing of windows as the train turned
around curves. The idea Immediately
struck the Chicagoan that possibly the
Germans presentiment had come true.
Perhaps he had died in his sleep.
The boy continued to call to his IA
ther, the voice becoming louder and
more frightened as the calls failed to
elicit any response. The Chicagoan
was very much alarmed. Possibly the
cigar had been too heavy, or his dinner
did not sit well. He felt nervous, and
unpleasant fancies would not leave him.
He was almost certain that the German
was dead. The thought OF the little
boy in the berth alone with the corpse
of his father made him shiver. He
didn't know what to do. He didn't
want to arouse the other inmates OF the
car, and at the same time he felt that
it was only humane to make an in
vestigation. He rang the electric bell
m the porter's room, but that worthy
was probably asleep, for there was no
response. After repeated efforts to GET:
him the Chicagoan thrust his head out
between the curtains and tried 10 lool,
into the berth occupied by the German.
ALI he could see was q tiny hand
thrust out between the curtains of the
berth. The child was no longer cali
ing, but was sobb;ng in a low, fright
ened voice. The Chicagoan got up.
and, tiptoeing over to the berth. pulled
the curtains aside. The German Law
on his back. breathing gently, with
his mouth slightly open. The Chica--
goan returned to his berth and went
to sleep. He said nothing to the Ger
man, the next day, but he told his
friends afterward that the. suspense
and fears of that night had spoiled his,
trip. He never found out whether the
German reached his destination safely
or not.-N. Y. Sun.
THE MOTORMAN'S BOOT.