Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1894-12-14

AS tne crowd OF DNSUanQcrS Snrank
back with horror stricken faces, con-
WINGED that they were about to witness
the terrible fate which must instantly
overtale the old man, figure in
much bogrimed canvas jacket sprang
out from among them, and clearing the
tracks at bound alighted beside the
swaying form of the other
A shuddcr, and wave of pitiful re.
S~ct swept over the motionless crowd
"He can mover drag him back in time"
they breathed. "They will both be
killed! Oh the pity Of it''
But our football man had no thought
of dragging the unsteady figure in front
of either approaching engine In an in
slant he had tackled the man and
thrown him flat upon the ground be-
tween the two tracks, for all the world
quite as if he had been an opponent on
the football field Then he dropped
lightly on top of him and lay there mo-
tionless, while the two trains Numbered
past on each side of them. and the
crowd stood waiting spollbound.
In much less time than it takes to de-
scribe the episode it was over, and what
might have been a tragedy had proved
only a bit of melodrama after ALL yet as
Roger jumped up and pulled the old
man on to his feet applause and cheers
louder than any that had greeted him
on the football fold rang in his ears.
Abashed and quito overwhelmed by
such an ovation, Roger made haste to
elbow his way through the crowd and
in so doing nearly overthrow his own
brother Fred, who happened to be stand
ing directly in his path.
For heavens sake, was that you,
Roger be cried, confronting him in
astonishmcnt
"Do let me get out of this, " his broth
er responded impationtly ''They need
not make such a fuss because l knocked
the old dufrer over, and he bolted in
the direction of the gymnasium.
Saturday nights generally brought the
scattered mcmbcrs Of the Bartlett fam
lily together, as the collcgins always
made point Of coming home to spend
Sunday under the parental roof tree.
On this particular Saturday evening
all vcro assembled before Roger came
ill., Fred was all agog to describe the
scene that he had witnessed, but he I'M
kclfishly held his tongue. 9TH not spoil
his story for him, but will give him a
chance to GO Justice to it," he mentally
calculated a. he watched his brother
swallowing his soup with unruflled COM
posure.
But Roger said nothing upon the vi
tai subject. and Fred looked at him with
increasing surprise as he judicially set
forth the respective merits Of the oppos-
ing football team and called attention
t. their most vulnerable points.
"I'll tuln in early tonight / think"
no yawncd as he Withdrew from the
dining room. 81 put pretty solid work
into the last half Of that game " and he
loisurely wounded his way up stairs.
Il wish that Roger would put little
Folid work into sonnet ling else, " his ia
thor volunteered as hC disappeared from
the room.
AT this, Fred, who bad in times past
rep. atodly srotfod at his brothcr's ath-
lltir~Jrorlyitics, instantly fired up
"Fath r, he burst forth, you're
making big mistake about Roger.
Hos got moro genuine stuff in him than
IAN tie rest of us put togc thcr, and if
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