The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1902-11-12

lunge at revolving wheel, caught
| two of the iron spokes and braced his
stGlwart legs.
II seemed as though he would be
| thrown against the machine beyond
hut no. the wheel stopped with Il jerk
The muscles of the blacksmith's
aims and chest stood out like whip
cords.
quick, boys. quickl" he cried; 81
can't stand this long,
He had no need to urge. Already
two workmen had hoisted third to
their shoulders. and he pulled the vie
tim from the wheel, with one arm bad
ly crushed, but alive.
Then the blacksmith let po the wheel
and the machinery started to whrr
and buzz. The men crowded about
him. uttering congratulations.
We'll. I'm blest, Joe. You saved
Mike from bein' made into mincemeat
that time. didn't think it could be
done. BY Jove, Joe, I'd like to have
your muscle"
These and similar compliments were
fired at him as he turned with a broad
grin to the forge.
Directly in his way stood a beautiful
girl with blanched face, her great
brown eyes swimming with tears.
"Oh, sir, want to say that you are
the bravest and strongest and quickest
man | ever saw. | cannot thank you
too much. was afraid he would be
crushed to death"
He flushed to the roots of his hair.
"It was nothing, MISS" he said.
ANY of the men would have done it."
That evening Ida went over the
scene with ner father. He knew all
was Joseph Madern.
"One of the best men we have" he
said warmly. "A thorough mechanic
and an inventor. We keep him at the
forge because there is particular
Part of the machine that has to be
done by hand. and Madern does 1t bet
ter than anybody else. Few men have
it. We pay him as well as though he
were a foreman, but have to keep him
at the forge. l have ordered that he
be handsomely rewarded for his hero
ism today"
Papa, l want you to invite him to
dinner" suddenly said Ida, after some
minutes spent in thought.
"Who?" asked Mr.. Norton, looking
up from lis paper.
"Mr. Madern. think 1t would be.
a much nicer way to show apprecia-
ton Of his heroism than merely to
give him money"
Mr.. Norton smiled. He was not
wholly undemocratic in his Instincts.
But your mother" he said.
She had an answer, and the result
was that Joe Madern found himself
with palpitating heart going up the
steps of the Norton mansion one even
ing.
He was neatly dressed and bore him
self with demeanor that charmed the
girl as much as his exhibition of
| strength.
Mrs. Norton absented herself from
dinner with cold disapproval.
After dinner Miss Norton took her
strange guest to the library, and was
| astonished at the wide knowledge he
displayed of books and the strong opin.
| lens he held on economic topics.
He told her of their workingmen's
club and the discussions they had.
You should attend one of our open
meetings; it would interest you," he
said
| xxs1I IN ha
and was still more .astounded to hear
him in debate where he stood like q
| lion to fight for his opinions, using
always the most forceful language and
| displaying the widest reading and in
| formation.
| She invited him to call, and he did
once or twice. AS he was about to
take his departure en- the second occa-
| sion he said:
| II think this Is the last time, Miss
Norton, that will see you, and want
to tell you how thoroughly appreciate
your kindness and how much | have
enjoyed the evenings | have spent
here"
'The last time!" she repeated, the
blood rushing to her face. What
dc you mean? You are not going
away?"
mo, but 1t is better that l should
not see you. We belong to different
worlds. They do not mix. The very
keenness Of the pleasure feel In COM
ing here warns me that l had better
/ rot" A..a... .s.,
There is only one world for kindred
spirits" she said impulsively. ,;tt
do you mean that? Do you know
+ what 'yous are 'sayinsY' he demanded,
coming close to her.