The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1902-10-12

Nothing could picturesque than teamster
Quoting his pyramidca loads the lttle
Inequalities road in the ticklish places standing
atop bent knee Of the Roman charioeer spying
and forestang the chances Of the way with fixed eye
in the miles Of the haul Thorpe had become full
He liked the work There about ii a skill that fas-
cinates A grips suddenly with the hook Of his
strong INSTRUMENTS stopping that may
slide he thrusts the short strong between the
and the skid allowing it to be he stops the roll
ment to be effective Sometimes he allows himself to
be carried up bodily clinsing the canthook like
weapon loosened, he lightly easily to the ground.
And it is exciting to pile the logs on the sleigh first
layer nve then of six smaller OF but three;
until at the apex the last is dragged slowly
s a;. sss us as snS h.a to
the little in blue flannel shirts
or afterwards when the sleigh is in notion weight
the logs the pyramid to break down and SQUASH
out; the driver, whoever happens to be
iu men.
bed of the river the logs piled into gigantic skid
await the spring freshets, which will carry them
down stream to the boom In that enclosure they re-
until sawed in the MILL
Railways vacation at Christmas true mistake, He
could not but admire the feversh animation that
the Exey m vas Is quick
Esprit de awoke The srrang to their tasks
Of the twenty-four pride repulsing the assaults
OF the great enemy, whom they personied under the
One morning in February Thorpe was helping load a
big butt log He was one Of the two men who 10, stand
straight Its bed the pile His assistants
caught silver for second. and slipped
back Then the log sanng the skids instead
Of perpendicular to them To rectfy the fault Thorpe
dug his canthook into the timber aud threw his weight
on the stock He hoped In this manner to check cor
respondingly the Of his end In other words he
equalizing the pressure and forcing the timber to its
position Instead of rolling, the log slid The
fell back and the canthook after cnging moment
to the rough bark. SNAPPED down ard hit him crush
ing blow on tho top OF the head
They took Thorpe and carried hin, In Just as they
had carried Hank Paul before Men Who had not spoken
belongings and stuffed them awkward into his satchel
q M me oea e,e @ ana
He would have made a good boss" said the .old
fellow He's hard man to nick
CHAPTER VIII.
When n, Thorpe finally came to Q. himself he vas in
spashes of light on the ceiling his head
pillow At once he perceived long double row Of clean
white painted iron beds on which lay sat figures of
essy they long Spreading dovesray clothes with
starced white kerchief their shoulders and
CARRIED in stiff wng-lke colts fitting close about the oval
Of the Then Thorpe sighed comfortably and closed
hospital ticket OF the agent who had visited camp the
man lay in the Hospital st. Mary.
Like a great many other charities built
are under the Roman Catholic Church From one Of
the agents who periodically visit the
admits him at any time during the hospital
where is privileged to remain free Of further charge
excellently they maintained by the Sisters
that hospital agent is always welcome even in those
rigidly excluded.
In these hospitals Thorpe lay for six weeks suf-
ferinE from conclusion Of the brain. At the
end Of the fourth his fever had broken but he was
nounced as yet too weak to b, be moved. 80. ,r..-
saw IT sink into itself and sradualv run away. The
tinkle tnke tank tank Of drops sounded from his own
cay sluggish
in night the blue disappeared from the
Il nad a r Of It. 1
two later dark masses drfted or shot across
the field Of his and twice e9 he th0nEh5 he ds
they rushed down the current
What is the date?" he asked Of the Sister,
The eleventh of March
Isn't it early for the thaw?
Early is It'll Sure tn freshet them all LOOK
int, ye can see the drive from here"
Not for wan week. replied the sister decidedly.
At the end OF the week Thorpe said good bye to his at
regain the use Of his legs and boarded morning
train for Beeson Lake He did not in the village
followed by the Butterbas
padded up at his approach Bits OF rotten ice occa-
every bend Thorpe looked for Of Railways
driving the legs down the He knew from chancs
encounters with several Of the men in Bay City that
Railway was still in camp; which meant OF course that
the seasons operations were not finished Five miles
further Thorpe began to wonder whether this last
clusion might not be erroneous The Cass Branch had
shsunken almost to its original limits The drive must
have been finished, this early for in its
present condition would hardly float saw logs.
s tas dqs
And yet even to Thorpe ignorance it seemed incredible
hauled banked and driven during the short tins h. had
the Bay City Hospital More solve the problem
than in any hope OF work. he set out for the ogginE
road.
in Lancaster Pa. but to the Of his naturazat