The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1910-09-01
CHAPTER vIII-contlnued.

SVHT EFT
Her voice and my arm were bring
Ing me to my senses. 81 hear" / said.
I'LL sit up in a second. Are you
hurt?"
NO, only bruised. DO you think
you can walk?"
drew up n foot after another,
gingerly.
They seem to move all right" /
remarked obviously. Would you mind
telling me where the back of my head
has gone? l can't help thinking 1t
isn't there"
She made a quick examination. TITS
pretty badly bumped" she said. "You
must have fallen on it,
] had got up on my uninjured elbow
by that time, but the pain threw me
back. Don't look at the wreck" |
~entreated her. TITS no sight for a
IN Tiff there is any way to tie
up this arm, | might be able to do
something. There may be people un.
der those carsl"
Then 1t is too late to help" she re.
piled solemnly. a little shower of
feathers, each carrying its fiery lamp,
blew over us from some burning pill
low. A part of the wreck collapsed
with a crash. In a resolute endeavor
10 play a mans part in the tragedy
going on oil around, | got to my knees.
Then ! realized what l had not no.
ticed before: The hand and wrist of
the broken left arm we're iammed
through the handle of the sealskin
grip. i gasped and sat down sud
denly.
You must not do that" the girl
insisted. l 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
yalise until we can get it cut off"
"Will it have to be cut OFF," /
asked as calmly as possible. There
were red-hot stabs of agony clear to
my neck, but we were moving slowly
away from the track.
"Yes," she replied, with dumfound-
ing GOODNESS. IF | had a 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 dir
illness was leaving and ! was gradual
ly becoming myself.
IF you pull, it might come" / sug-
gested. "And with that weight gone,
] think l will cease to be Eve feet
eleven inches of baby"
She tried gently to loosen the han
die, but ii would not move, and at last,
with great drops of cold perspiration
over me, | had to give up.
I'm afraid / can't stand It." I said.
"But there's a knife somewhere around
these clothes, and il l can find it, per-
haps you can M the leather"
AS / gave her the knife she turned
Il over, examining it with a peculiar
expression, bewilderment rather than
surprise. Bat she said nothing. She
set to work deftly, and in a few min
utes the bag dropped free.
That's better" l declared, sitting
up. NOW, If you a pin my sleeve
to my coat, 1t will support the arm
so we can get away from here"
"The pin might give" she objected,
"and the jerk would be terrible She
looked around, puzzled; then she got
up, coming back in a minute with a
draggled, partly scorched sheet. This
she tore into a large square, and after
she had folded it, she slipped 1t under
the broken arm and tied it securely
at the back of my neck.
The relief was immediate, and. pick
ing up the sealskin bag, | walked slow
ly beside her, away from the track.
The first act was over; the curtain
fallen. The scene was Struck"