The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1908-02-20

urally scared nigh to death at the up,
roar and. instead of stayin' where she
was safe. what does she do but conc
creepin' out of the storeroom-it was
off to the right. yon understand and
considerable tore up. like ours-and
try to make her way over the ruins to
her father.
1.-THE boss heard her cry. turned back
like q fash and. eatchin' her in his
arms. began to climb over the rubbish
piles again.
"'Catch her" he called the minute hi
into her fathers arms. But the move
ment made him lose his footin. and
though dozen of us had our hands
stretched out to catch him. he Slipped
and rolled back down among the dirt
and stones.
81 s'pose it hadn't needed but the
least little jar-or, maybe. it wasn't the
jar at all-but. anyway. the next min
ute there was crash and the Stolt-
est Of US shut our eyes to keep out the
sight. The wall was down, and he
was under it.
"He was the only man about the mill
that was hurt-badly that is OF
course few was struck with tiyin
stones and hurt in the crowd. But
they'd got out alive, and the one that
had saved 'em was buried under the
ruins.
''That was a queer night. don't re
member when or how the storm stop
ped, but shall always remember what
a clear. starry night it was and how
the fires that was kindled to light the
workers famed and danced. while the
shadows lay black in the corners OF
the MILL
"How we worked at that pile OF
| brick and mortar, one set takin' the
place of another as soon as they was
tired and as many workin' at once as
the space would allow.
"Once goin' back to the mill to res,
bit found Jim Bryce and Tom
| Clarkson a-carryin' that model thai
| boss had been workin' over back into
| the office, where it would be safe. and
they was liftin' it as tender as if twas
a baby, and the tears runnin' over
Jim's brown face all the while.
"T'd give anything if could jest
| git back to this mornin' again. says
Jim, with groan. TO think
"But he couldn't finish sayin' it. and
it was best not. Most folks thought il
was the lightnin' that had done all the
damage, and the rest of us didn't know
but the lightnin' might "a done it all
and that not bein' sure was the only
comfortin' thing about it.
mo, he wasn't killed. after all
Darlin' wasn't. The piles Of rubbst
he had fallen between mostly savet
him from bein' crushed. Every BOD.
| thought he was dead. and. even after
we found him alive, it seemed for ;
| long time as If he couldn't live. Bu
| he come round again at last and go
back to the mill to finish up his in
vention
1T was a success too. Yes. sir that:
what built up these mills the way they
are now-the most flonrishin' ones il
this part of the country-and brough
better times to every one workin il
EN- That was what lie was aiinin
for all the time. only we didn't knOV
it. and that was why he come here.
That's his house over there. the BIZ
one on the hillside He brought hi
wife here when he married and set
tied down among his mill folks.
SHOULD think he'd be considerable
used up by such an accident? Well
sir. | don't s'pose anybody can g
through that sort of thing and com
ont jest exactly as they was whei
they went into it. But if you happel
to meet Boss Dariin' and don't thinl
he's good lcokin' now why. this vale.
wouldn't be q healthy place for you t
mention it in"