Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1901-11-11
BRAVE FELIX.
A story With a Moral.

Felix Rogers parents died when he was
a very small boy.
He had no brothers or sisters, and his
only relative. an aunt. his mothers sister.
although a poor widow who was obliged
to work hard to provide for her own fam
ily kindly took him to her humble home.
She had FIVE children-Alice, George,
MAY, Lizzie and Leon-and Felix made the
sixth.
Felix was at the head of his class; he
was very bright and learned rapidly.
They all went to a public school.
When Felix was IA years old he still
lived with his aunt; but she was not so
poor as she had been when Felix came to
live with her.
Her uncle had died and left her small
sum OF money, but quite enough to live
comfortably without work.
Felix was a strong, tall, good-natured
fellow. t
His honesty and truthfulness made him
a great favorite with all his school fellows
and all who knew him.
One day at lunch hour, as he was walk
ing home from school, a fire engine passed,
but fires were so numerous in large city
that it did not attract the children's at
tention.
From the distance Felix noticed a crowd
gathering around the apartment house in
which he lived.
AS he drew nearer this is the scene that
met his eyes: Several FIRE engines at work,
men shouting, women screaming, children
sobbing and thick, black smoke pouring
from the doors and windows, while fire.
men were climbing ladders and people
coming down fire escapes.
In the midst of this scene of horror Felix
saw a child at an upper windoSv.
The dremen were afraid to get 1t, as they
thought the wall might fall at any minute.
Felix looked again, the child was in the
third story; she was a little girl about
four years old.
Her danger increased as the seconds
sped.
Felix was about to run up a ladder when
a policeman said, roughly: "See here,
young man, don't go up there or you will
be killed sure. One dead is better than
two"
'T will save her IL no one else WILL" and
up he dashed through the smoke before
the astonished policeman could stop him.
Felix was as quick as a fash; he took
the child on his ann and descended rapid
ly.
He reached the sidewalk in safety and
heard the policeman mutter: "He is a
plucky boy; I am a policeman, and
wouldn't have done It: neither would the
firemen, and everybody knows they are
brave"
Three minutes later, with a crash that
was heard many blocks, the wall fell
down; nobody was hurt, for the policeman
ordered the people to stand back" which
they did in a hurry.
The next day Felix's name was in the
newspapers, with a long account Of his
bravery.
The mother of the child he rescued was
Mrs. Richmond, wealthy lady.
She did not live in the fiathouse, but her
nurse girl went there to see her sister
and took the child with her.
When the fire broke out she ran to save
herself and forgot about the little girl
Mrs. Richmond went to see Felix's aunt
and with her consent she adopted Felix.
She had lost a son about Felix's age
and Mrs. Rogers knew Felix had a good
home, a loving mother and a dear little
sister.
He would go to college. and some day
might become a great man.
Yet she was very sorry to let him go, as
she loved him as IL he were her own son,
but she thought, He will have a good
education and a chance to be a lawyer or
write great books, and If he stays with