Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1903-05-01
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weather may be.
Charlie felt he must have something
to distract his attention. Artemus
was not in sight, the daily paper had
been exhausted, and as a last resort
he sauntered out to watch the crowds.
Never once did he wander far from
the hotel, which fact, later on, he was
inclined to believe was a special dis
pensation of Providence.
The magnet was there that held
him.
He smoked and walked, and so
the time dragged by until the hour OF
fate arrived.
Charlie, the better to see and be out
OF the anticipated jam, had mounted
a convenient carriage-stone standing
in front of dwelling house half
block from the hotel.
Great as was the excitement around
him. it seemed to be doubly intensi-
fed further along the line of march,
especially in front of the hotel.
He saw the procession break at this
point-melt away as 1t were.
Men ran toward the hotel in squads,
waving their arms wildly.
Was 1t an opportunity to quench
the thirst that frequently burns Irish
threats on this glorious holiday?
Charlie knew of yore all about
the battle of the Boyne, and how an
orange flag arouses the hatred of a
St Patrick's day parader even as the
red flag stirs the maddened bull to
frenzy.
Had some bold and incautious soul
dared to invite immolation by thus
Haunting in their faces the color they
despised?
He supposed this must be the case.
To his surprise. however, the ex-
element spread-the crowd pressed
madly forward mounted officers came
galloping back. shouting out some
thing that at first he could not catch
Never to his dying day would Char
lie Stuart forget the intense anxiety
of that moment when he seemed to
feel as though the fate of empires was
at stake-and then he heard distinctly
above the roar the stentorian voice Of
a leathern-lunged officer:
Turn OUT The avenue is impass-
able! The Windsor hotel is on frel
Turn Quit"
Doubtless that stentorian shout
sent shuddering chill to many a
heart when those who heard It glanc-
ed up at the massive pile and compre-
hended the hundreds of precious lives
that we're endangered.
To none could it appeal with more
irresistible force than to Charlie
Stuart.
All his hopes and ambitions on earth
were centered there-the girl he
loved with heart and soul was far up
in the doomed structure, perhaps
asleep, under the influence of an
opiate, after wakeful night with an
aching brow.
At firsf his blood seemed CONCEAL
ed into ide.
Then leaped through his veins
like boiling lava, fresh from the
throat ofVesuvius.
- Charlie id not waste time In re.
ection.
Prime way worth mol L than money
1$w. worth Sall the world to him.
He had heaped the pavement
lille deeyhound, and dashed toward
the hotel IN great bounds.
Some men would have lost their
wits, but II seemed that the greater
the emergency the keener became his
mind.
Even as he ran and elbowed his
3 way through the excited crowd with
irresistible force, he was mapping out
: a plan of campaign.
Really there seems no limit to the
2 human mind-its capacity is astonish
ing-it rises to meet the emergency
regardless of what is needed.
l. Now, even when thus fighting his
way through the crowd Charlie saw
the hopelessness of attempting tc
reach the main entrance on the ave
nue..
g The space for half block was
n densely packed with a whooping mass
y of humanity, partly lmbued with the
e eager curiosity that always distin
s guishes crowds the world over, and a
|, the same time a chivalrous desire t
be of use somehow.
/. If he desired to reach that doc
o | ne must perloIce Walk over the nedul
:. OF the packed crowd.
a A better plan suggested itself.
d He remembered a side entranc,
L which would admit him much NOR,
o easily.
(. Now he was at the corner.
He took one look up and around.
It The picture was impressed upol
1t the tablets of his memory forever.
Y No longer were handkerchiefs an,
y green ribbons waving from tn
numerous windows of the hotel in
IS stead. panic-stricken girls threw on
their arms appealingly and shrieke
II in terror.
f. The wand of an evil magician ha
touched the scene, and transformed
IL in a twinlSling.
- Smoke already oozed from severa
s openings, proving to Charlie that hi
hopes of the fire being trifling wer