River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1905-08-17

around the house. a fine area of farm
land under cultivation, with the clearest
of trout brooks flashing down from the
glens above to irrigate the crops during
dry seasons.
In New Home.
It is an ideal place, where the blue
bells and violets bloom all the season,
where the skies are as blue as in Italy.
and the air is crisp and tingling with
health
1t was in this new home that Mamie
and her father settled down with the
children the other day, and were six
times happier than Texas ranchman
with 100 square miles of land and cattle.
In this particular case it seemed as
if virtue were really its own reward.
There was only one possible thing that
the girl hoped for. and that was an edu-
cation. Like all resolute minds who
read. she was ambitious for knowledge
of books and the world she dreamed Of
Such was the situation in that quiet
mountain home near the wonderful re-
gion of Asheville. where the Vanderbilts
and other millionaires have their pal.
aces, when the unexpected happened. A
representative of the Southern Railway
company appeared and said the corpora
ton was anxious to offer the girl sub
stantial and permanent reward for her
courageous foresight in saving the train
in that awful emergency.
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TIL girl said that she wanted nothing
now that she had home, except an edu-
cation; but she little thought that any
thing short of a miracle or cloud of
angels from Heaven could bring that
wonderful thing about. Then the rail-
road man told her that she should go
to college at the companys expense and
receive a first-class up-tO-date education.
In the bewilderment of this astounding
information. when everything in the
world seemed dancing to fairy music,
she began talking of her brothers and
sisters and asking herself what would
become of them 1t was explained to
her that with education she could easily
look after them.
So it came about that the matter was
speedily arranged, and in that longest
and most beautiful of all the sunny
days of the girls life she learned that
she was to begin her education at the
Asheville Normal Collegiate institute.
1t would take diamond-pointed pen
with an ink pot full of rainbows to begin
to describe the joy Of the girl and her
household over their wonderful good
luck in saving the train full of people
and in getting a pretty little mountain
farm, with first-class college education
thrown in. But that seems to be the
way they do things on great occasions
down among those mountains near
Asheville, n. G.
Her Presence of Mind.
.I was listening to hear the train go
by when the landslide came, said Nan
ME. as she afterward described the incl
dents in what was to prove to be the
great and memorable day of her life.
81 knew by the sun that it was pretty
near the time. | was listening for the
train to go along SO as to put the potatoes
on. If you put them on when the
train goes by they are cooked just right
when daddy comes home to dinner. SO
when 1 heard the noise of the landslide
1 knew that it must be almost train
time. That's what made me hurry SO
and run down the track to stop the
train. | didn't feel very sure that
could stop it, because the trains never
do stop here. I was afraid that the
engine driver wouldn't pay any atten-
ton to me even if l did get there in
time. He might not know what meant
and | didn't know how to signal to have
it mean stop"
Telling Time by Trains.
In sparsely settled mountain commu-
mites, like that where Nannies home
was. clocks and watches are scarce
things. The sun is the most frequently
consulted timepiece, and in many cabins
the only one.
However. cabins located near the rail-
road are considered to be especially ia
yored as the trains go by at certain
hours. and their passing answers the
purpose of a town clock. When the up
express goes along the mountaineer
knows that it is half-past eleven, and
that in half an hour dinner will be
ready.
The passing Of the trains are the chief
incidents of the day. Everybody stops
work to watch them, and watches are
regulated accordingly.
Enough to fill a dozen books has been
written about the charm and beauty of
that wonderful health resort of the
south. But nothing can compare with
the clear romance of this little story.
comments the New York Herald, which
ends like a fairy tale of childhood, and
which many a big six footer has read
in preference to porting over musty vol
umes on law or the ways of stocks and
high finance.