The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1898-09-07

amusing to see the two men glare at
each other a little longer, and she even
started homo by another road in order
to extend the episode. You see there
are some things in feminine nature
which do not not need cultivation or
experience-they come by nature.
But, contrary to her expectations,
talk languished, and when they struck
the path that led along top of the rail-
road cut aud the chimneys of the Steb-
bins house rose upalmost beside them
nobody was saying anything at all.
But as they rounded sudden curve
Eudora gave little start of surprise.
"Why," she cried, "there's Daddy
Hunt down ON the track! How doyou
ever suppose he got there?"
Daddy Hunt was an old blind COL
ored man who lived alone in tumble
down hut near the railroad, refused to
go to the poorhouse and would khave
died of starvation long before had it
not been for Mrs. Stebbins, who was
wont to declare that she hated beggars
in general, never gave them anything
and hoped this one in particular would
die, with the very same breath in
which she asked what clothes he
needed or gave him the run Of her or
chard or kitchen garden.
The old man stood in the middle of
the tracks, tapping fearfully about
with his worn old cano and grasping
by legs lively and defiant chicken,
who was persistently doing her best
to bewiider and annoy her present
owner.
"Guess he must have tumbled in,
said Gus languidly, as he pointed to
q place where the embankment gave
evidence Of a recent slide. Hello,
Daddy, where'd you steal that
chicken?"
"I didn't steal him, "replied the old
man Indignantly, mis- Stebbins just
dun glib him to me, an 1 wisht you
uns d come down here and kill him.
1 darsen't le' go m stick. an he gifts
tive n m legs SOS l can't walk no.
how. Keep still dar!' And he gave
the offending fowl shake which sent
it into series of frantic squawks and
struggles.
"Throw her away then, Daddy, she's
no good" suggested Gus, and the
young folks laughed as the old man
set up loud and indignant protest.
But as the sound died away they
turned to each other with strained
white faces, for coming toward them
was another sound, swiftly rushing
roar that deafened every other noise
about as it rang out from the mar
row cut below them.
| Daddy heard and understood it too.
"De train, de train" they heard him
cry. (which way, which way?" and
he turned helplessly round and round.
cropping in his pitiful blind way with
both stick and chicken.
"To the right, Daddy, to the
right, cried Gus Sanderly wildly, as
he leaned down over the bank, for
each one knew it was too late now to
climb down and lead him safely of.
Mechanically the old man turned,
his hands relaxed with fright, the
chicken felt it, made last dash for
liberty, and as he grasped to save her
the shutting feet stumbled, and he
fell just in the track of the advancing
train. He was up in q moment, but
SO frightened that as Gus shouted
frantically at him to move, move but
q yard and he would be safe, he
merely turned his sightless eyes i'm
ploringly toward the voice and stood
silently facing them.
Eudora saw the engine rushing
round the curve, then with cry
threw both arms before her face and
sank down on the path, while Gus
stood by her. motionless with fear
and horror.
And then, above the rush and roar
aud rattle of the train, Eudora heard
not the shrek of awful agony for
which she waited, but a wildly ring
ing cheer, and when she looked again
the cars were rushing swiftly by, and
she and Gus were standing all alone
upon the bank-for little Joe had
vanished.
''Where"- began, and then she
saw the train had passed, and she saw
him-saw him lying helpless on the
farther track, side by side with Daddy
Hunt, and the next moment she had
slid, stumbled, rolled-she knew not
how down the steep bank and was
bending over him.
''It was the bravest thing / ever
saw" Gus Sanderly was saying
brokenly. "He jumped, You know,
Just as the train was almost there. He
jumped right down before tho engine,
aud the force Of it knocked him and
Daddy both safe over here. But,
George it was close shave" and the
big man gazed admiringly down at the
little one, who lay bruised and bat
tered and almost senseless below.
But old Daddy, though rather
shaken was unhurt. ''He uns saved
my life," he admitted grumblingly,
"but o might "a been more gentle
like about it-'e knocked dat chicken
clean out'n my hans an 'e's gonel"
Eudora turned about with flashing
eyes. Daddy Hunt" she exclaimed,
''if ever hear you say anything like
that again I'll never let ma give you
another thing. Remember nowl Mr..
Sauderly, you help Daddy home,
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