Mower County transcript., 1903-07-15

1omif but never ical oss| S
faint color appeareti air her face;
and she let tiordon bring her some
thing ne atasteu 1T Sit ting on
beam near the ruins. The firemen who
knew her, never tthough it, of refusing
her a place with the workerss Through
the dawn mp into the increasing light
5of the aWfnl day that revealed new
horrors she worked on, and Gordon
and Barton silently worked beside her,
IS The great excitemen had kept Bar
ton nerved up to the occasion As the
dawn broke, however, the strain was
too severe for the frail teneme t. He
felt something snap somewhere, and
his eyes Blinded as he staggered over
the ruins. He brushed back the hair.
that hung matted and dripping over.
his forehead and tried to steady hin-}3
self There was a child 's arm pr rotrud-s
ing from a mass Of plaster and bricks.
at which he had been 81 working as in III
nightmare, sobbing and coug Chin 8, and
salternately cursing and pray ying. Cor.
don was ssVeraI feet away, lifting Al
beam with Miss Andrews n n
He straig htened up and saw it all in
a mist that darkened swiftly. Again
he brushed his hand over his foreheads
and tried BY all the exercise Of his wills
to keep from falling, but the next mo-
Sment he reeled, STUN bled against a
projecting timber and fell face down.
ward The fingers Of the child, which.
had been moving slightly touched his
warm cheek. w hen John Gordon came
over to lift Barton up, the child arm
encircled Barton's neck. u Ss.s. I'll III
Gordon gently unclasped the arm
and, lifting up his friend, carried him
into Hope House. AS he laid him down
Barton opened his eyes and whis-y
pered, Never mind me. save the 9th
ers' .lss "a NJ :5 Eg9: II
Gordon kneeled and. kissed Barton's
forehead, and, leaving him in charge
of one Of the residents, he event out to
the work When he and Miss Andrews
had dug out the child, it had breathed
its last Miss Andrews kissed the dis:
| figured face, and the first tear that
Gordon had ever seen her shed fell on
the body. ,s... M i ;@s s. .s ss .} .:S5
t'One of our children in the kinder
garten. Oh, nay God! For this slaugh-
ter Of the innocents who shall be
counted guilty?'' s5. :;s f. d. s.5... Ri.
She carried the child into the house,
and when she came back there was an
added divinity Of righteous indigna ton
in her blue eyes, added sadness in the
lines of her patient face. :3 % Esl. <
Day broke on Waterside district,
Ward Is. over a scene that had never
before been witnessed in any part Of
the city. There. had been very many
fires before this horror Of tenement
house fire, Ward 1S., But no disaster
had ever before been marked by such
sickening slaughter Of children. In No.
81, Mr. Marsh's double decker, twenty
nine children were burned or crushed
to death. In the other blocks twenty
three more were victims Of the falling
wall or the nights exposure Seventy
five families were instantly beggared,
saving only the clothes they wore, and
left without roof to shelter or a cent
to pay for bread. Great piles Of value
less furniture and bidding filled; the
streets and alleys, soaked by the rain
which continued al day. Hope House
stood solitary and alone, choked with
the dead and the living, among whom
Miss Andrews moved with an angels 8
pity and commanders frmness. She
was perfectly self possessed and knew
just what to do next. Under her lead
ership order grew out Of awful confu-
sion, and Hope House, transferred into
q hospital, knew at once that she who
had been the gracious. head Of the set
tlement was also its director under: the
shadow of this fearful calamity. n u
| Barton had been carried into one Of
the residents rooms. When Gordon
came in to see him after he had yielded
to re-enforcements sent in by the de-
partment, Barton W;ls lying SO pale and
still that G ordon feared 4 the, end had
come, but the great eyes opened in a
moment, and Barton whispered :s.. sS
y 'ssTake me up to- 4 " my 81 rooms, John
Williams is used to caring for me, and
lam in the way here. /, y, 80
In the way! 4 Miss Andrews Cor.
don spoke to her q s; she a ppe peared \ al
the door Of the room s'i S my friend AIl'
Barton in the way here - t 3a&3
In the way! cared you. had
passed on, NIr. .5 arton, hen 7 saw
you carried into the house by Mr.. Cor
don. You are not able to be moved
The exposure III 81
''.Ishe exposure did me good ~ Bartol
interrupted &: i almost roughly Send fol
carriage John. can 50 easily enough
/ tainted out there. m not used tt