The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1894-11-02


face of the train-boy, half hidden
among the debris.
1t was white as death, and Eben's
heart throbbed sympathetically and
sorrowfully.
"Those seats pin him down." he
muttered. "Ill soon have him out.
Hope he isn't dead"
He seized hold upon the wreckNge, |
and exerting his giant strength, soon
had enough of it removed to be able to
lift the boy in his arms.
Tightly clutched in one of the lads
hands was sheepfold apple.
Pushing the body through the win
dow, Eben crawled out, and taking up
his burden again, carried it to the side
of the ravine, where there was pile
of dead leaves,
He noticed that the boys right leg
hung limp and distorted, and he laid
him down very tenderly.
For moment he bent over the boy
and Strengthened out the broken limb.
A feeble moan issued from the white
lips.
"Thank the latest He lives !" cried
Eben; and he rushed back to the work
of rescue.
The newspaper accounts of the &C
cident paid glowing tribute to "the
courage and gallantry of one of the
Pullman passengers, Eben Hallet, Esq,
Texas cattle baron, whose noble work
of rescue was instrumental in saving
many lives"
1t was the truth, for before all the
wounded we're removed the wreck
caught fire, and the few whose lives
and limbs, like Eben's had been mi
raculously spared, would never have
been able to have gotten out their less
fortunate fellow-travelers, but for the
burly Texans herculean labors.
Skirting the ravine where the wreck
lay was a woodland, and beyond that
a succession of fertile Ohio farms.
To the nearest house ran a brake
man for assistance.
Soon the whole neighborhood was
aroused, and farmers in their wagons,
filled with straw, came focking to the
spot.
Only three persons had been killed,
but more than two-score were wounded,
ana it taxed the capacity of the big
wagons to the utmost to accommodate
the sufferers.
The locomotive, fortunately, had
kept the track, and as soon us the ma
ture of the wreck became known, the
engineer put on all steam and dashed
on to Talbot for surgical assistance.
Having helped to remove the last O
the wounded from the wreck, Eber
Hallet returned to his young friend,
the train-boy. -e.o..sr--
The lad was still in a swoon, bu
Eben laved the white face with waite
brought in his doubled hands from I
nearby pond, and forced swallow
between the boys colorless lips.
These ministrations caused him t
open his blue eyes wonderingly, an
l then close them again with moan o
r pain.
Q you're all right" said Eben
/ soothingly. "Your leg is broken, bu
0 it will soon heal. Lay perfectly quit
and trust to me"
/. The boy raised his hand; it was tn
one in which he still clutched the al
= pie.
At sight of it he smiled feebly.
81 remember now," he whispered
h family. "We were talking about tn
k sheepfolds. What happened?"
l. Grain jumped the track, answers
Eben.
d And he would have explained a
# about the wreck had not couple
farmers come forward with a stretch,
1t to carry the wounded boy to one
the wagons.
10 "Lord bless u.s." said the foremo
e man. cts Gale Givens's little Billy
u "Hullo, Mr.. Stetson !" said the DO,
m "Take me home to mother. "
Then turning to Eben he asked;
Of "WOn't you come Win me, SIT l'
,e shall have all the sheeptolGs you CT
Mt eat. "
~ "Reckon | WILL" answered Ebo
ny grimly
:" And he took a seat in the wagon b
or side the wounded boy.
10 The farmer drove slowly, and not
o. word was spoken during the journe
he Eben Hallet, busy with /
n thoughts. saw only a sweet-faced gi
70 who laughingly caught the ros
en- checked apples he tossed down to h
RS from the spreading branches of agre
n tree that overhung sheepfold on tn
rugged New England farm he had Il
ed so many years before.
lie. "She married Gale Givens,"
os- unused; "but 1 thought they we
n still in Naumkeag, But then have