The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-08-27
ccincinnati Enquirer

rolled up and down and over and
around the mountain grades through
the silent land Of the west
p'aaton Blake. leaning has head BACK
spainst the plush of the Pullman, abso-
lutelv ignored the wild scenery Win
ont. he preferred the contemplation oil
the beautiful woman who occupied the
section opposite him. He knew she
,rns+ he as beautiful in heart as IN
face and form, for she was sweet anu
gracious 10 conductor. porter, ana even
to that. most obnoxious parsonage, the
news agent. There was about her ana
her belongings those little outward and
visible signs OF an inward and splr-
5tuaI grace which are indefinable yet
unmistakable.
For TWO days Blake had watched
for an opportunity 20 render hef some
service that would not appear ike an
Intrusion, but fate had denied Elm such
a pleasure
sjtjon. They were going at an unusual
rate of speed. There came terrible
Jolt and a rocking motion, followed by
a dead halt. He went forward ana
learned that the train had broken III
two on a heavy grade. and the run
awav portion, consisting OF the four
sleeDers and a drawing room coacn'
had overtaken the day coaches, SMASH
ing them into kindling wood
Blake Joined those hurrying to the
aid of the victims, climbing over the
wreckage, and hearing the helpless
homeless cries of those buried beneath
the mass of timbers. The ineVltaole
recommending fire lent its horror 10
the occasion. He stopped on his merci-
ful way at the sound of faint little
voice, saying:
"Cancher get me out2
A glow of running red fire lit up the
scene and showed to him the terrified
appealing eyes of a little LAD Who was
tightly wedged in between heavy
! beams.
With set teeth, stern eyes and pant
ing breath. Blake lifted and pulled anu
tugged and strained, making but a
slight opening in the piled-u2 wreck
age The menacing flames darted tor-
ward from all sides, eager to snatch
| their little victim Then he made one
grand, final, superhuman and success
| full effort. Catching the child up II
| his arms, he strobe away with him &c
| his coach.
The beautiful woman had come ou'
/ on the forward platform and was look
! ing anxiously about Blake swung
| himself up on the steps beside her
will you come in and look after
this little chap?' he asked, as ne hur.
ried down the aisle TO his section
must go back and help"
| '-Oh. what has happened?" she cried
| following him.
He explained briefly
rs the child hurt?"
No / think not-only weak anC
/ frightened He's cold, too. I'll wral
| him up in my overcoat and lay hin
! on the seat"
GIVE him to me" she said, seating
| herself and drawing a travelling ru;
across her lap.
| Blake laid the boy gently in her arm
| and she wrapped the rug snugIy abou
1 him. The child looked up at her witt
| bewiIdered eyes, and then, seemingl,
content, dropped his head on her shoui
der
Blake returned to action. In an hou
he came back to his coach, tired ant
| triumphant
1T wasn't so bad. after ALL he de
cIared. I'VE are right on the edge o
a station. Plenty of helpers came
They put out the fire almost imme
diately. Only three killed and abou
twenty injured"
The beautiful woman shuddered an
pressed the little form closer IN he
arms
Have you held him all the time?"
Yes, 1 liked to-, she replied ID
has made you out quite hero. ii
saws YOU fit the flames and everything
that if you hadn't a gotten him QUITE
/ the lumber he would have all burne
up Didn't you, Bud2
$50 his name is Bud. What is you
other Manner he asked. addressing tn
boy, VINO now sat bolt upright an
shook off the rug.
bud Lukes."
"Were your parents with you in u
carp
aNope; I was maxim the trip alone
Where were you going?
Want goin nowhar; Jest gittln
ride"
Where do your folks live?"
"Hain't got no folks.
mo relationship friends?"
Nope. My relashuns is all dead, ar
, l hain't got no friends"
Where did you come from?
Got on at the last stop and though
I'd see how fur could ride before tht
nut me off. but they thought L b.
longed to a woman what set in front
! me with a lot of kids, and they didn
nobody ask me for no ticket nor nut
|, | in"
but with whom did you live"
: | LIVED Win udQ iii gu hAAtIN- II
, Twin alone sense"
How long has your mother be-
dead?"
.Dunno. Don't remember her."
+ How old are you, Bud?' ask
! Blake.
Seven: goin' on 81
You don't look that old.
: ''Ill be bigger. all right. Say, haiI
a YOU got a chaw of tobak about yer2
Little Breechesl' laughed Blake
the beautiful woman, who touched b
lips to the boys brow and exclaimed
expostulary tones:
: 'Oh, Bud. Bud
II Then Blake recalled the last verse
4 the poem and thought that the beau
full woman was a fair Illustration
the angel who guarded Little Breech'
Il am afraid he is feverish," she Sa
e looking up anxiously.
I'm see if 1 can't get hold of a doct
in moment" exclaimed Blake, leavi
the coach.
He soon returned with a local doct
| who had come with others from [
little station He took Buds temper
er ture. and examined him careful
a. What have you had TO eat today?~
: then asked.
= Peanuts and some goldfish before
is started. Hain't had nothing sence."
Ig What did you have yesterday"
"Nuthin'. Yes. had a cup of coffe
Just as I thought" exclaimed /
doctor He wasn't hurt in the &C
le dent. but he is nearly starved .
m Blake started to his feet E+'Wher
y the porter" he exclaimed. Bud sh
- have a ten-courSe dinner,"
rs The physician laid restraint
ii hand on his arm and the beautiful '