The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1895-02-02

ae1gnp1u1 10 look down upon the
street." or stretch of single for
which Northwood is famous, running
for mile and three quarters straight
across the sea, and to watch the boats
as they danced in the waters.
The bliss of this elyslum. was, how
ever. rudely dispelled. The curate
turned pale, and bent his head nearly
to his knees, as richly-dressed lady,
who leaned upon the arm of an elderly
gentleman, passed, gazing curiously
upon the little group for moment
before the throng swallowed her up.
Once more the thoughts of other
days, of the life that might have been.
came back to him. He saw in mental
vision keen-witted, ambitious girl,
who had planned and talked with
him about the future. He was to be-
come a scholar and a dean; and She
she would share his triumphs, and be
proud of her famous husband. He
remembered how he used to be cross
when he admitted that his own ambi-
ton did not soar so high as hers. But
their paths in life diverged; he re-
manned at the foot of the ecclesias-
teal ladder and she married trade.
Theodore, his wife said, nudging
him, did you see that handsomely
dressed lady who looked SO happy? I
wonder when you will be able to give
me silk dress. And, on! she had on
such a lovely mantle"
The curate did not reply, but the
speaker was too excited with her new
surroundings to notice his silence.
AS the afternoon wore on he re-
solved still further to throw pecuniary
! prudence to the winds and treat his
belon gings to the luxury of a short
sea trip. His wife, assured that there
was no danger, scrambled into the
boat with all the awkwardness of
! lands woman, the children followed,
and he, rejecting the services of the
boatman, took the tiller.
He momentarily felt himself new
man, as, with the skill of years ago,
he shook out the little mainsail and
| jib, and pushed out into the open.
Suddenly another boat appeared,
sailing stem on to them. The cura tie
starboarded his helm, but the other
steersman must have ported his. for
| the two vessels continued their dan
| gerous courses.
Both husband and wife observed
that the handsome1y-a ttired lady
with elderly companion, was in the
swiftly advancing cutter. A collision
appeared inevitable when the clergy
man adopted desperate expedient.
| The nainsail of his boat swept over,
the boat heeled almost down to tho
waters edge. He had jibbed her.
''That was bravely. yet foolishly.
| DONE" the boatman said when they
Landed. ''You all might have gone to
Davy; these centerboard craft won't
stand jibbing."
s'And if had not done so, what?''
the curate, asked slowly and YEARLY.
/ ''Why, mate, there would have been
smash. 1--WE all expected it, and
were ready to put off,
The lights cleaned far out at sea on
that still, calm, summer evening, and
| the shadows fell The curate's chill
dren had long since been called from
their play The day at the seaside
was ended.
A heavily laden train Numbered
through the crowded station. It was
shortly afterward followed by a
| second. After this, all was still for a
and the hoarse by your leaver' of
busy porters. The level crossing was
| thronged by excursionists, eager to
return to the homes from which in
early morning they had been equally
DESTROYS to et'away.
Suddenly porter shouted, "Stand
baekE' as cleaning light, which rap
idly became larger and brighter, ap-
peared in the distance, and rum bin G
sound was borne along upon the night
| air.
As it came nearer the crowd madlY
| dashed backward and forward across
the line, leaving it clear. The train
was sweeping into the station when
an elderly gentleman, dragging lady
after him, made a wild attempt to
reach the farther platform.
All saw the danger, but were pow
erless to avert it. The man sprang
forward alone. leaving his terrified
companion standing in the track OF
death. The curates wife saw her for
moment. It was the woman she had
envied-the occupant of the boat.
AS the train Numbered onward a
tall spare man dashed forward and
snatched the lady from beneath it's
overhanging buffers. She was saved
and he-the cruel engine struck him
in the chest, hurting him, a bruised
and broken mass, back upon the plat
| form.
''Oh, Theodore, Theodore! was ii
for this I begged you to leave your
work and take changer" a woman
| walled
A doctor in the crowd looked at the
clergyman's pale face and thread bare
garb and murmured, Poor fcllowi IL
is good change for him. He died as
he 1ived-for others."-Good Com.
pany.
Cloth Shoes.
A chiropodist express s the opinion
that most of the trouble of corns
could be averted by wearing cloth
shoes. These may at the feet snug1y
and vat not rroduce the in i1rious a