New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-05-29
THIS BOY SOUND, SURE ENOUGH.
RUN OVER BY A HEAVY TRUCK AND
PICKED UP FOR DEAD BUT


People who walked In Flfth-ave. near One-hun-
dred-and-t thirtieth-st. late yesterday afternoon
stopped to look at. a tiny boy who rode nickel
plated tricycle.. His neat-ftting bicycle suit, his
brown cap and cycle shoes attractive. but
made HIM look smaller than he really was. He
bent the handle-ba In true scorcher fashion,
and seemed to think he was moving like the wind
A bicycle policeman who had dismounted TO speak
to friend said THAT childs going at the rate OF
a mile an hour"
The child knew that admring eyes looked at him.
so he bent lower and lower At One-hundred-and-
thrty-second-st. he turned with great sweep from
one side Of the street to the other. and paid so
much attention to graceful performance that no
took no account OF a truck which rolled along In an
opposite direction. The driver yelled and pulled up
his horses, but on the down grade could not stop
the truck The little tricycle. struck one horse s
hind legs. the rider fell Sideways the tricycle. was
kicked forward by the horse. and the child fell
directly beneath tho wagon wheel. A dozen people
ran forward, but IN an instant the wheel had
turned halfway round and had passed directly over
tho boys back. Some OF those who had started for
ward stopped and covered their faces with their
hands. The truck driver. George Fietbach OF No.
426 East Seventy -second-st jumped from his seat
with a cry: God help me! 1t was not my fault
Bicycle Policeman Casey had been directly be-
hind the truck lie had plainly seen the wheel pass
over the boy. and he was the first to reach the
"Dead"' exclaimed the policeman as he reached out
TO pick up tho child But the boy slipped from the
Policemans hand and sprang forward He ran to
where his little tricycle. was, set 1t up. and would
have gone on but the policeman held him back.
Il wasn't going fast wasn't scorching." he
sobbed. and he looked up at the policeman. Il
don't want 10 be arrested"
The people who had witnessed the accident gath
cred about with cXclamations OF wonder, Tor the
truck is heavy one and it did not seem possible
that the boy could be still! alive. one man said:
"Ge: his name quick: he'll drop dead In a minute,
cycle cap said: IT'S internally he's hurt and don't
know It,"
So tho policeman asked and the boy told him
that he was Walter Clark. that he was nine years
old and tina. his mother lived at No. 40 lenox-ave
And" he said with his voice thick with tears,
ITS the first time I've had on this suit and |
didn't know was going so fast and never VIII
Policeman Casey felt little Walters back and then
carried hin, 10 a drug store. The druggist was
ready for he had seen the boy as tho wheel passed
over him. lie took him in back room. stripped
the new suit from him and with his clerk looked
for some injury. There red mark along the
boys back. but beyond that not sign OF any hurt.
Tho boy made to walk up and down. then run
around the room, shake his head and bend over.
Marvellous" the druggist exclaimed. and the
clerk suggested make him crawl" So the boy
crawled about the room, but still showed no signs
OF being injured. The policeman looked thought
full the driver happy. the druggist doubtful. The
clerk said: Maybe II was another boy. .
They dressed the boy. and then the policeman
not going he arrested? said the little fellow. as
he looked up into the policeman's face. NO. the
policeman said. but you're a wonder After that
boy and policeman rode away together.