The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-11-28

effect of shock / tried TO be facctious,
when spark stuug my cheek.
You Will have TO rouse yourselfl'
the glrl was repeating desperately
| - You've been on fire twice already
| A piece Of striped ticking ioatcd slow
y over, my. head, As the wind caught
II ITS charung edges lcapcd into flame.
''LoolSs like n kite, doesn't it?" /
remarked cheerfully. And then, rs my
arm gave an eXcruciating throb-
Joye, how my arm hurtsl''
The girl bent over and spoke slowly,
distinctly, as one might speak TO a
deaf person or a child.
"Listen, Mr. BIakelcy.' she said
earnestly " You must rouse yourself.
There has been a terrible accident.
The second section ran INTO us The
wreck is burning now, and If we don I
move, we will catch fire. Do you
hcar7'
Her voice and my arm were bringing
me to nay senses. "G hear said- O.
III sit up in n second. Are You hurt?'i
No, only bruised. Do you think
You can walk?'
/ drew up one foot after another,
gingerly.
"EThey seem to move all right" !
remarked obviously. Would You mind
telling me where The back Of my head
has gone! | can't help thinking it
ism Z there. -
She made a quicl, examination "Tt's
pretty badly bumped she said. "Gou
must have fallen on it,.
had got up on my uninjured ell
bow by that time. but the pain threw
mo back. Don I look at the wreck, -
/ entreatod her. "It's no sight for a
woman. lf-if there is any way TO
tic up this arm, l might be able 10 do
something. There may be people under
those cars!"
''Then it is too late to help" she
replied solemnly. A little shower Of
! feathers, each carrying It's fiery lamp.
blew over us from some burning pill
low. A part of the wreck collapsed
with crash. In Il resolute endeav0r
| TO play man S part III The tragedy
going on all around, | got to my knees.
Then I realized what / had not noticed
before: the hand and wrist of the
| broken left arm were iammed through
the handle OF the sealsltin grip. ]
ghsped and sat down suddenly.
"You must not do that the girl
| insisted. / noticed now that she kept
her back TO the wreck, her eyes avert
ed. "The weight of the travelling bag
must be agony Let me support the
'valise until we get back few yards.
Then you must lie down until we can
get il cut of. -
"Will it have to he cut off?' I
| asked rs calmly as possible. There
were red-hot stahs of agony clear TO
my neck. but we were moving slowly
away from the track.
eyes, she replied, with dumfound-
ing coolness. If I had knife
could do it myself. You might sit
here and lean against this fence
BY that time my returning faculties
had realized that She was going to cut
off the satchel not the arm. The diz
ziness was leaving and [ was gradually
becoming myself.
eff you pull, it might come I sug
gested "And with that weight gone
7 think 7 Will cease TO he five feet
eleven inches Of baby"
She tried gently TO loosen the han
die, but 1T would not move, and AT
last, with great drops of cold perspira'
tion over me, l had to give it up.
"I m afraid I can't stand it,"
said "But there's n knife somewhere
around these Clothes, and if l can find
it, perhaps you can cut the leather
As I gave her the knife she turned
it over, examining it with a peculiar
expression, bewilderment rather than
surprise. But she said nothing. She
set TO work deftly, and in few min
utes the bag dropped free.
"That's better" [ declared, sitting