Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1902-10-25
CHAPTER III.

CHAPTER III.
What the wOrkmen who were looking
on and the father saw they were never
able to describe to their own satisfac.
ton, or In a manner that could be easily
comprchendcd by others.
The person who suddenly sprang to the
hy.wheel reached out his left hand us the
wheel brought the girl around to the end
Of the pit opposite that from which she
had been lifted. His hand caught one Of
her Outstrctchcd arms us she faced him.
He seemed to be holding on to her-secm.
cd to be dragged down into the pit with
her as they disappeared from view.
Piles Of iron concealed them for the
time being from the wOrkmcn running to
the wheel. The engine had stopped, but
the wheel was still revolving with the
momentum acquired In Its revolutions.
When AthertOn and his fellow-wOrk-
men approached the wheel, they found
man lying on the ground, lifting the girl
BY sheer main strength out Of the pit.
An open penknife liay beside him, and
half Of the girls shawl was under him.
Just as the wOrkmen reached him, he
laid the limp form Of the girl on the
ground.
She was In dead faint. Her upturn.
ed face was ms white as II would ever he
in her coffin. The young man-it was the
son Of one Of the mill Owners-sprang to
his feet, and, seeing her father, raid
quickly:
"she Is not hurt-if some Of you would
bring some water. She has tainted"
Half dozen ran for their dinner pals,
and soon there was abundance Of water.
While AthertOn with wet eyes was clap.
ping her hands and calling upon her to
open her eyes. others gathered about the
young man, asking all manner Of Qucs.
lions.
II can scarcely tell you how did Il.
! saw there was not an instant OF time to
lose. I either had my knife open In my
hand, or opened It as jumped to the
wheel. Then caught her with my left
hand, and--I knew 1t was life or death
slashed with my knife at the shawl. and
held on to her, with steady pull. Then
] found ! was bound to fall into the pit
with her, and just fell fiat on my breast,
and, sure enough. had cut her free.
had strength enough to lift her OUTPUT
don't believe ! could do It again. boys"
He said It with conscious pride and
depth OF feeling that won the admiration
Of all within hearing. Arthur Mayberry
was anything but h ''milksop" In the eyes
Of the wOrkmen In Star Mill. His many
good qualities were appreciated by them,
but the quick eye, the presence Of mind,
pluck and decision displayed on this occa.
sion elevated him In their eyes to place
few could claim.
Meantime the irOnwOrker's daughter
regained consciousness. As she opened
her eyes she shuddered, and would doubt.
less have swOOned again had not her faith.
er exclaimed, as he bent over her:
"Irene! Irene"
Slowly she opened her eyes, struggled
Into q sitting posture. and gaxed about
her wonderingly.
1T IL real-l thought It was DEATH"
Here, Irene. Tails Is the gentleman
who saved your life."
The young man her father held by the
hand looked as though he would prefer
to be alone. He bowed, however, Gnd
smiled as he said:
"A miss IL as good as mile."
Eyes; but she'll never be nearer eter.
nifty than she was when you caught her."
said the puddler, gravely.
Tho knot OF wOrkmen near him nodded
their heads In assent. The young girl
rose, and glanced shyly at her deliverer as
she pinned up her hair.
He was a very handsome fellow, posi-
bly, twenty-five or four, with very bright
blue eyes, dark hair and mustache, and
a graceful figure. He was trim looking,
and yet, as she made mental note, Irene
Atherton realized that he was the Earth.
est remove from fOp.
On his part, Arthur Mayberry thought
he had never beheld more perfect face
than Irene Atherton's. She had the clear.
cut features that distinguish the hand
soonest American women from their sis
tiers In all other lands. Her eyes alone
would have been dover of beauty. Such
beautiful brown eyes Arthur Mayberry
had never looked into.
= "You haven't thanked him." said the
puddler, as b looked from the young
man to his daughter.
How can !, father-what are words at
time like thisf My poor shawl" she
said presently, looking dows ut the frag-
ment on the ground.
Her father bethought himself Of the
two lessons received In one day. He was
an affectionate father-his heart was
bound up In his only daughter. He would
have suffered his limbs to be torn asun-
der rather than harm should come to
her.
II hope may never see its color again.
Come, we will 70 home now"
The machinery OF Star Mill was o.
k9t-ths konworksrs were going home