Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1910-03-27

around before my eyes. his arm
around the m | loved. | went.
but left my fiddle at home. | saw
nothing of either of them during the
fore part Of the day. / vase busy
with the cattle. There were about 500
head and we had them corralled
where the branding was done. About
sundown, a small patch of prairie
grass outside caught i'm some way and
blazed up. suddenly the cattle made
a frantic rush for the other end. There
was Il crash of breaking timber, fran
tic ~bellowings, and in 4 moment the
whole herd of 500 swept i'm a wild
stampede out OF the corral down the
valley, | after them at a b%reakncck
pace, ] saw, a short space ahead and
right in the course of the stampede,
Claire and the professor. The were
both mounted and aware OF their dan
ger, were urging their beasts to the
side. but as | watched, her horse sud
denly stumbled and fell; both woman
and horse lay perfectly still. The pro-
fessor was Il few yards ahead: when
he saw The accident. he hesitated for
a moment and with a terrified look
back at the oncoming herd, rode out
Of harms way, leaving tie helpless
woman To her fate. | should have
shot that hound then and there. There
was q short interval of Suspense-the
most awful | have even known-dur-
ing which / dashed and spurred my
horse with the fury of Il mailman and
then | WAS in the van of that living,
roaring tide, riding toward the pros
trate form of the woman ] loved. To
dismount, place myself in front OF
her. was the work OF a moment and
then ! had two ~six-shooters and with
steady nerve, was firing right In the
center of the sea Of heads. There was
a deafening thunder Of hoofs, fierce
bellowlngs, the warm belching OF nos
trils, and !, too. went down under that
bedlam of hoofs and new no moro.
1t vas Christmas day when ! recov-
cred consciousness. ! WAS at the
Lazy H. where i had been tenderly
nursed by the broken-hearted mother,
10, these many days. From my win
dow ] could see a granite shaft, bear
ing ONLY the name of claire, < 22."
Dcmoniacal fury possessed me ! rose
from my bed TO become a gambler
and a drunkard. ! sold my place and
stock for less than haalf heir value.
! spent my nights n days In the
close quarters Of a Magdalena gamb-
ling house. The serene life OF the hills
had one from Tie torever-l lived in
another atmospherc-cyil men play
ing ave gold with guns for argument,
bloodshot eyes, livid faces, like
so many ghosts Of the Internal world,
these were now my companions.
'Ah you smile, you wonder why a
man toes these things. You might
as wen wonder why he loves II, too.
is OF no use. ono. afternoon | lost my
last cent and in desperation walked
10 the train. hoisted myself into an
coal car, left the spot forever,
and became what you see. a tramp.
What became of the professor? He
could not cheat fate OF his cowardly
life. | believe it is the Bible that SAYS
that He who seeks 10 save his life
lose IL Unable to face the re-
suit of his cowardice, he attempted to
cross the Rio Grande in his exit from
country and the t%reacherous wat
ers sucked in a cowardly man and a
brave horse. ! do not know why |
live on; | wish /, too, could die"
The shadows were falling around
as he finished his story. Faith
reached out II touched his
hand gently.
Il thank you for telling me and |
I'm so sorry for Q Take courage,
be desperate; seek to live rath-
ar than die. Believe me, il is both
nobler and harder"
She turned and went swiftly down
.nto the town, now atwinkle with
lights, and eating her lonely
neal, retired early, living over again, ,
II her emotional nature, the tramp's
story, the tragedy of it all, as only the
poetic temperament can do. About !
,'clock the clang of fire bells awaken
ID her, and looking to the east, she
red flames leaping up to Heaven.
There were h%urrying steps on the
sidewalk and the cries of the street |.
cached her. 1T is the Lukens home! /
rhe Lukens home is BURNING" she
remembered having heard that this l
institution sheltered some dozen or
children. 1t was a frame struc-
urc situated up in the foothills, near
he little park which she frequented.
Hastily flinging on her clothes, she l
an up and on, impe1lcd by some force
than her will. until she
the scene. BY this time II
vas a mass of smoking ruins 1T was
that a man was badly burned and
lad been taken to the hospital, he
risked his life in rescuing in
mates. Bystanders recalled a tall
igure which darted here and there,
arrying out first children then furni-
ure. until overcome by smoke, he
ell and was in turn carried out by
he firemen., 1t was reported that he
lied 500 after reaching the hospital.
The morning paper contained an ac-
of n hero who had died that
theirs might live. He was a stranger
nd in his pocket was a card on which
vas engraved his name and & ana
was written in a clear hand.
Notify Mrs. Carter, Of Magdalena,
Jew Mexico, If harm comes to me"
his care was much wern and torn
" long carrying. The name vas Jack
Dillingham;. AS She read the account
next morning at her untouched
freakfast, suddenly she remembered
this was Easter morning, and
With 1t came the inspiration that was
o transform her lite n the attitude .
f the entire community toward the
Offering sick. A deep faith settled
the soul of Faith and she re- =
olved upon the site of his death she
found n sanitarium where the
entral idea would be sanitation rath-
Z than selfishness, that one in the
uture who came to Albuquerque
ould live forgotten or die foriorn. IT
lands there today and it's matron is
woman who is loved and rcVered
II through tho territory. The poor,
sick and the needy rise up and :