The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1906-09-05

Bernstein took off his hat and wiped his fore
head. Then his hand sought the lapel of Heath
efington's coat
Say buy L. S. & M She's bound RI Oh I'm
he advised.
" on know don't dabble in stocks" Heather
ington answered. co1dly.
The broker thrust his hand into his pockets and
sank his head between his shoulders as much
as to say, Every one to his taste" Heathering-
ton moved away the rounded in sight and
with sigh of self-congratulation slipped into the
one vacant place on seat, while Bernstein
crowded in ahead
There was miles stretch of ground when the
city was left well behind, where the track ran
through private land and left it by sharp curve
Heatherington raising his eyes after three-quar-
ters OF an hours absorption in the days news,
saw that they were racing toward this bend
with that license which the usually careful motor
man allowed himself there. Ere the latter could
slacken down for the curve something appeared
around it which froze the blood in the veins of
those who looked. There was harsh ominous
sound OF grinding wheels the man flung his
whole weight the brakes For one fascinating
instant Heatherington gazed with starting veins
at the oncoming herald of death which rushed TO
meet them-and jumped. He opened his ewes
after moment, during which heaven and earth
seemed to crash together, and to annihilate his
reason by their contact, to find himself unhurt bv
the roadside, staring dizzily at what had once
Deen two electric cars. He recalled, wondering1v
small
MS father had taken him to see a cyclorama of
gettysburg. That scene had been far more real
TO MN than was the one upon which he now
looked Yet here men hither and thither
shouting, calling, cursing and through all the
horror and confusion there arose and fell dull
monotonous, moaning accompaniment of human
pam, punctured by sharp cries of agony
what aroused Heatherington was the sight of
Bernstein-Bernstein, with the crownless rim of
his hat jammed down over his ears, with one
sleeve partly torn from his coat his face strealed
with blood and sweat, working with the peculiar
self-abandonment and tenacity of his race
Even while Heatherngton looked he picked
baby from the mass of wreckage. The child was
apparently unhurt though its breath came in swift
soundless gasps of terror. One small hand
clutched tightly to the broken neck of a nursing
bottle. Particles of the frail glass stuck to the
muslin OF its little dress. Bernstein set the baby
down gently amid some soft grass and returned
Here, Heatherington" he called, help me if
you're even half alive I've got to find the kids
mother"
Confused1y Heatherngton took few stems for
ward. Then as he stopped the low moaning of
woman separated itself from all other sounds
and pierced his consciousness. Something within
nm seems to snap and his brain cleared instantly
For the first time in all him self-contained re-
served lie the cry of humanity-of humanity out
side of the few lives that were dearer TO him Than
his own-reached him in its extremity in its
agony and the manhood within him responded
with rush OF reserved strength that shook him
re got on the ground and wedged his shoulder
under the mass of debris which pinned down the
babys mother He still seemed to see the help
less hand clinging to the broken bottle neck
Then with thrill of JOY in the consciousness of
his own power, he took a deep breath and put
forth all his strength.
That's it!"-Bernsten was fiat on his face.
gasping, beside him" half an inch higher Heath
erington-thats it, Now 7 can reach bert Noy,
I've got her For Gods sake man hold on-don,t
give out-yet!"
The veins stood out on the Englishman's neck
and forehead like whipcords under weight which
would have crushed the back and shoulders of