The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1905-02-07

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and she had resented the fact. She
knew nothing of Jim's family save
that he came from somewhere I'D
state. And he had written that he
was expecting his mother for a visit
The girls eyes widened. Could it be
credible that this woman, ignorant, I'M
lettered, might be Jim's mother? For
the moment quick distaste made her
draw back, then a look at the kindly.
faded face with the steadfast blue
eyes awakened a nobler feeling. After
all, what were mere externals worth
Did not beauty of soul count for more
than beauty Of diction? And Jim loved
her! The girls eyes showed a NJ "
sympathy as she turned to her com.
panion.
'"Tell me- she began. But the SEN
tence was never finished There was a
crash, jar, a sickening suspense, as
the car wavered. Another moment and
the heavy wood erumpled into card
board. Flung to one side by the force
Of the impact, Emily Turnbull strug-
gled to her knees The car roof above
her was split open. She was not badly
enough hurt to prevent her crawling
through that aperture to safety. All
around her rose cries and groans. The
girl shuddered. Her lilacs. fallen be-
side her, flied the air with their
crushed sweetness, and a sudden
thought made her start. Jim's motherl
The old woman lay pinioned under
seat, senseless from cut on her fore
head Emily hesitated Could she
leave her? Yet what good could she
achieve by staying? And it meant
death for both! The piteous shrieks
for help were increasing. She could
hear crackle of burning wood The
car was on fire. With tremendous eff
fort Emily attempted to move the
heavy seat Useless. Yet she wrestled
with the cruel iron, striving in desper-
alton to lift it even an inch. The noise
of the flames came nearer. The heat
was becoming intolerable. Making one
last despairing effort, the girl sent her
voice ringing out in a wild appeal for
aid and then, exhausted, sank insensi-
BILE beside the 49,. ngure that she
sought to save.
On opening her eyes Emily Turnbull
gazed about her in bewilderment.
Was she dead? The room was quite
unfamiliar Bare white walls met her
wondering eyes. A woman seated by
the bed wherein she lay rose and smil-
ed down on her.
''Do not be frightened, said the wo-
man in low, reassuring voice. you
are at the Warren House, where they
brought you after the accident. A few
days rest will make you quite strong
again. Some men found you just at
the last moment. They heard your
call. We people in the rear cars were
not injured" she continued, land,
knowing little about nursing, l offer
ed my services" She did not think 1t
necessary to add that the attraction Of
the unconscious girls face had some
what prompted her offer. "Now try to
Sleep" But Emily had turned white.
"Jim's mother-the woman with
mer' she gasped.
Qulte safe dlSO lou were IOunu
clinging to her dress. You knew her
then? She is a relative?" seeing that
the girl wished to talk.
Il only met her today" responded
Emily. But she is Jim's mother. Oh,
l must telegraph to himv' anxiously.
HE will be so worried, for he knew
that / was to take that train"
The woman fetched pencil and pa
per and wrote the message. Then she
let her eyes rest thoughtfully upon the
girl.
$50 you are Emily Turnbull, the &C.
tressT she asked Miss Turnbull nod
ded.
"And-and you are sure as to the
identity of that woman? pursued her
interlocutor. Her manner conveyed