The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1899-09-07

JUNE, SalO one, more pract1cal
than the others, what are we stand
ing like this for? There may still be
life in the little thing. At all events,
we are going to try if there isn't"
1t was like an angels voice speaking
to us. With Pearl in my arms, I walked
swiftly to the fire.
Mates" l said, as 1 laid her with her
feet to the fire, "if you've never prayed
before, pray now. If we can save the
life of this dear angel, it will surely be
a sign that the Lord will be merciful
to us in other ways. You, Starley,
and you, James Bowden, kneel down
and help me. You are fathers of chill
dren, and you will deal by this little
one as if it were one of your own. Nay,
my lads, stand, aside; three of us will
be enough. And if there is a drop of
rum or brandy among you which you
intended to keep to yourself, hand it
over, for charity's sake"
With a face that rivaled the bright
glow of the fire in redness the most
careless and drunken fellow in our
crew, Tom Wren, pulled a flask of
spirits from the bosom of his shirt and
placed it On the ground.
Bravo, Tom Wren!' said l, "and
thank you, my lad. There is not much
I'll not forgive you for this"
Tenderly, and with all reverence, we
commenced our task of e%ndeavoring to
bring life into the unconscious body,
and those whose assistance was not
needed stood apart watching us, with
their hearts and souls in their eyes;
and some of them prayed, l am sure.
Around the little girls neck was an
oilskin bag, so securely fastened that
the water had not been able to get to
the contents. This was the first thing
l removed from her, and Tom Wren,
opening the bag, called out that there
were books inside. Patiently and with
all the gentle skill we could command,
we pursued our task, with heaven on
our side; for we had not been at work
half an hour when Starley, with his
ear to the child's heart, screamed like
a man in a frenzy:
"Her heart beats! She lives-she
lives!"
mo noise, no noise" I cried, as the
men began to huzza; you might frigh-
ten the life out of her. Fall on your
knees, rather, and thank the Lord in
silence for his mercy. All, my girl If
l had been so blessed with Bob, and if
the two of you had lived
The eyelids quivered and slowly I'M
closed, and then, with a faint sigh,
closed again. 1 mixed some water with
brandy. and placed it to her lips.
Drink, my child" I said.
She drank gratefully, and ate a lit
tie biscuit l soaked for her. We con-
tinued our task until the blood began
to circulate freely, and then she opened
her eyes again, and gazed before her
with a vacant wonder in her face.
Pearl" I said in a whisper, with my
face to her lips, do you know me?"
She raised her ~eak arms, and I
placed them round Der ne<k. She lay
in my lap, restored to Hfe, with the
warm blood flowing through her veins.
do you remem Der title Bob?" I
whispered again.
Bob! she repli a, uIter a pause, and
speaking very VIC VIZ and softly.
where is dear Bys' Oh, | have been
so cold, and it is ~ warm here. Yes,
mother; 1 won't fOENet. God protect
those who are sailing on the sea. Oh,
the cruel, cruel sea! I want to go to
sleep. May 1 go to sleep"
Eyes, my child"
All of the men bent over us with ten
der, wistful looks, and some ventured
to touch her face softly with their
lips. 1 did not restrain them. She
seemed to sleep, but consciousness had
not quite deserted her; and presently
her lips moved, and she murmured
dreamily, in her sweet child-like voice,
the dear familiar prayer:
Our Father which art in heaven
At these holy words, falling softly and
sweetly from one who had been
snatched from death within the last
hour, and who now loated into a
heavenly sleep, the thoughts of every
man present flew back to the days of
his childhood.
Cur Father which art in heaven"
said Tom Wren, in an awe-struck
tone; and we all repeated the words
solemnly.
"Hallowed be thy name" continued
the child more softly and dleamily
still.
"Hallowed be thy name,' Tom Wren
repeated, and we followed him. ST.
lence ensued. Exhausted nature was
struggling for supremacy, and between
every Mnrl the child thareaftar mnr-