The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-07-30


Trains leave from Union Denot. corn
but the men were followed by others,
whose lanterns bore The red and green
bands on their classes that indicate the
chiefs and foremen of volunteer fire ccm-
panies. Majorie stood stil until they
reached her; five persons were carried out
before she was helped out
'IIuno Amt you Miss RusseI?' ex-
claimed the man who helped ner to the
ground. I'm George Muller foreman
Minnehaha hose"
"Why-where-is this Orleans-where we
used to spend the summer
Yes m. This is Orleans. Now m, Miss
Russell, let's get you TO the doctor"
Il m not huTt-now l know where l am,
I feel all right Can't l help: Are there
many hurt?"
There's nothin' for you TO DOM wee
got al the doctors in toWn-see, the depots
right here, an it's an hour since it happen
ed-jest step out O. the may m, please
and Muller pulled her to one side, to let
four men pass, who were carrying some
thing covered with a blanket.
Marjorie looked al it with wide open
eyes.
How many persons are hurt?" she ask
ed at length.
There's been ten killed" began Muller.
had clutched his arm, and chung TO it as
if she was about to fall. You are hurt
miss. Let me help you to the depot"
I'm not hurt" protested Marjorie, as
Muller steadied her on her feet, butt
didn't know il was much of an accident-I
thought it was all a sort of dream, and
rather funny"
IT'S the biggest accident on this road
for years" said Muller. Ten killed is a
l. Of
people. Nobodyu know ii for twenty-four
hours, either Sunday mOrnin', and no
evenin papers anywhere"
Marjorie looked at him moment, catch
ing her breath
"Have you seen a tail, light-haired young
man among the wounded, or-the others?'
she asked a last.
IN the depot" said Muller leading her
to the station. There she, indeed saw the
young man whom half in jest, she had
been envyng no. so long before. Marjorie
looked at him for an instant through
tears; she felt as if she had known him,
reporter for the paper she hoped 10
write for A reporters Why, if he had
been alive he would have been sending
word to his paper OF the accident!
"Mr Muller" said Marjorie 10 the fore
man of the Minnehaha hose, I'm news
paper woman-that man was a reporter
on the Globe-my paper. Give me the
facts as you've got them, and III telegraph
The news to my paper; there's a little
time yet" She Went towards The te!e-
graph Office, which was lighted, and fun
of men.
Il want to send a dispatch to the New
York Globe" she said to the first man
whose attention she could get.
You can't" said he; and turned away.
This is a public Office" said Marjorie,
astonished at her own boldness. The man
looked up at her; there was httle hest
tation, and then a second man spoke TO
her.
IF you wait an hour or so, ma'am, you
can have the wire; but were sending so
many railroad message now that I can't
promise 1t to you short of an hour"
Marjorie turned away in despair, TO find
Muiier by her said.
Il thought you wouldn't get a show
m" he said. Them fellers is railroad
men-the depot masternd the local sup n
tendent an the engineer what escaped-'
They were standing in the doorway of
the station and across the square could
be seen an upper room brilliantly lighted
the only place az hand that was lighted.
There's the telephone exchange" eX-
claimed Marjorie. That's open all night.
I'm going to try that Come with me,
she commanded starting toward the light.
you've got the names Of them amp
Muller nodded, and preceding her up The
stairs. opened the door of the telephone
exchange. Central was looking out Of
the window
Fred" said Muller. "this is Miss Rus
sell. who used to live here summers; shes
reporter for a New York paper, an
wants to speak to it"
"Wnl you call it up at once, please. I
don't know the number"
whats the name? It'll cost you 49,
said central, shortly; It was bad enough
not 70 he able to go to the wrecked train,
without having 10 attend 10 call
IAN right" replied Marjorie. producing
her purse This stirred Central up; he
devoted himself to his telephone. and
after one-sided conversation of some
length turned to Marjorie:
Got EN-. nowhere y'are."
Marjorie took the receiver and leaned
against the table. Now that she was In
touch with the Globe office she wanted to
drop the instrument and run. She stood
silent for a moment:
"Helol What dye want?" came
small voice in her ear.
The sound nerved Marjorie to her task.
rs this the New York Globe?" she
called
Yes, It Is. Who are you?"
rs Mr.. Hicks in?" Suppose he isn't.
thought Marjorie)
Yes he's IN. Who are your"
Tell him Miss Russell. who saw him
about o'clock yesterday-to-day-wa
10 see him. 1 am q orleans, there's been
big railroad accident"
Hold the wire" came the order. Mar
jorle waited breathlessly; suppose Mr..