New-York tribune., 1903-07-07

'O"h' whence one OF the train crew had tele-
sraphed for help. Murdoch. now wrapped IN a
blanket came up and shook hands with Brad
ford
/ never saw better gang OF men than this
ne SAID, but you are worth a dozen OF us Rv
the Lord Harry, If it isn't the young fellow Ia
the smoker he shook hands again What's
your name-Bradford. amt Il? I've got nv
niece back here-nO, she's not hurt a particle
not even scared. she says-she wanted me 70
thank you for your singing. Won't you come
back and let me introduce you. eh?'
Bradford was shaken. now that the glow was
gone and he was only one unnoticed among the
0'hers. Ihe size and calm OF the pickle maker
grated upon his nerves. There were dead and
dying people all around them: in the nor,s !,
God. was this a time for introductions9
I'm afraid I don'r feel ouite ~, - a..
know" NS' you
Not hurt much?"
No. not hurt But shakv"
MurOoch smiled cOntentedly Il understand
We all been on the stretch. and now vva'rs
.e' 60 so were crumpled-iust like a string
that's all"
some one touched Bradford's arm,
am the correspondent for The Carfax Nfar-f
curry Do any OF you gentlemen baDDsD e.
know the name OF the man who was si,s,,,-
Just how-eheering on the work of rescue and
that sort OF thing?"
NO. said Bradford. curtly He felt au,us.
iehI IN the mans tone. and 1t Jared ON hin,
know IT. said Murdoch. turning back 81.
laid his hand Bradford's shoulder ..7-,,. a.
your man. and unless you give him a 1ood
sehd-on you'll settle with me His nara a.
ol"ulord had his card while ago but rsve
t1i' trat ana my other valuables In the care OF
.ne Carfax and Adams Railroad" He pointed
10 tmrn
Ao' Heeu II TO remember him by. Whenevsr. T.
oegln to forget his name I'll inst tbtr,, % ,,.,,
na4ioihS there In the moonlight like a da
pipe organ, and the rest Of us rested inst -
near near MIN he was worth a dozen Of anv of us
say twenty observed the whiskered Bates
ne was badly cut over the eve but annea-oa
| ID ignore the fact. Can you oblIge me s,
since you have your information with n ciga
cue tear that mine are crushed Moreover
never carry any in my pajamas which Is an
oversight when one travels on the Csrfsv .,,s
| Albans Railway anu
me correspondent felt in his pocket eagar,,-
| I'm awfully sorry, but haven't cot .o,e -
What did you say your name was?" he asked
/ Bradford. eU
| FRANCIS Howell Bradford" He felt odd 70 h.
sI'iNs !" So and yet not unpIeased either. II
| NN'e some cigarettes here. by the way He
passed out his box, and they fell upon it.
| Dld say You were worth twenty OF us7..
dred." NO''-
l make it twor' cried somebody else savIy
| somehow their banter lightened the situation
lor Bradford and lessened the tension of his
nerves; he became completely at his ease again
he answered the reporters questions readily ana
careiessiy When they had all given tbeIr
names and spoken as they felt inclined. thew falt
better 80
| L woke up on my head" said the man with
the professor, and the first thing thought OF
was that 1t served me right for travelling on the
Carfax and Adams"
Ihen they set forward up the track. They
had witnessed blood and death. and lust missed
the clip OF the final shears but they were Amer
| leans. and so the past was past. Half of them
were barefOoted. and some wore nothing but a
blanket Only one man beside Bradford was
fully dressed. With them trudged the little
man with the broken finger; he was now entirely
| recovered from his madness and cherished his
! hurt tenderIy
| 1 don't know how I came to break thatr' he
| repeated in a troubled fashion NO. gentle
men. don't know how came to do that at all"
| Bradford laughed finally "I know" he said
and told them. He teld the story dramatically
| and well, adding little color here and there:
/ they all listened. and stared the little man
! all except Bates. who looked at Bradford in
/ stead, and puffed away his cigarette. You
| don't say!' was the little mans only comment
| He had picked up somewhere a blanket and a
| straw hat, and confronted the coming dawn. a
/ comical figure. But somehow the humOr OF it
| lessened as one saw the trouble In his eyes
! You don't say!7 he whispered under his
breath. and looked himself over curiousIy. No
| doubt he wondered where he had been in those
! few minutes. No wonder the problem puzzled
| him.
| streaked and then rosy before they ended it.
| When they reached the village of HOOpsborO.
| their destination, Murdoch took command
We want a drink first. and then soms
| clothes" Early as It was. half the town was up
| to greet them. and an excess OF guides piloted
| the whole company to the only saloon in the
| town-a grimy building. half hotel. half bar
| Many of the bucolic inhabitants crowded staring
| in behind With their glasses before them,
Murdoch made them all little speech
Boys, we're safely out of a bad hole. But
there's lot back there still-as good as are.
not so fortunate that's all. We did all
could for them; We needn't reproach ourselves.
Still it's a sorrowful time for many a and
woman There's only toast drink
now, boys; I'd say drink il hats OF. but see
were all of US bareheaded. anyway It's pity
for those who are gone, and gratitude to God
who pulled US through" His big. strong voice
was reverent They drank silently.
Murdoch wiped his lips NOW" he said. FOR
some clothes"
CTo be continued)
IoUINc cup FOR MISS SMITH