The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-06-13

whats the matter?" asked the Ser
geant, not unkindly
Il know" said Sheridan, "and it's
my stupid fault, too; he's hungry, are
you not johnny"
The boys pale face turned to him
and his eyes spoke gratitude. But he
said he was not hungry but sick.
See here, Sergeant" said Sheridan,
"I1l just take him around to my place
and get doctor to attend him. and
lifting him in his arms with the ease
of his great strength he left the sta
ton house.
"How's the patient?" queried the
Sergeant the next afternoon when
Sheridan made his appearance.
He is much better and sleeping
now, but he was in bad shape, can
tell you," he replied. 81 got in the
doctor and he wanted to send for an
ambulance, but | wouldn't have it that
way. That child was in no condition
to meet any more exposure that night.
SO i just put him to bed-you know |
am alone in my rooms-and the doctor
dosed and rubbed him for two hours.
That doctor will go to heaven for
sure, but he won't be needed there.
He said today would tell whether he
had been in time to head off nasty
fever or not, and today has told. The
little fellow will be all right in a few
days"
One afternoon about week after
wards there was a great commotiOn at
the entrance to the new bridge.
Amongst tumultuous throng of
horses, carts, carriages and pedes-
TRANS stood Sheridan, grasping a big
rough looking drayman by the collar
and with his back to the wall guarding
himself with the club in his free
hand from the furious attack of half
dozen hard-fisted, angry men, The
man in custody struck right and left
at the policeman, whose long strong
arm kept him beyond the reaching
distance. At last he cried out SO that
he could be heard above the fury of
the crowd: "Now, men, you might as
well get about your business for this
man goes to the station house, and
the whole mob of you can't hinder me
from bringing him there!"
For five minutes, that seemed as
many hours, he held his prisoner and
kept the crowd at a safe distance, for
he was strong man without fear, and
had right on his side. Presently the
sound of the gong on the patrol wag-
on broke upon the crowd. The men
about the officer groaned, the people
in the carriages and automobiles stood
up and cheered and waved their hats
and handkerchief, for the prisoner
had before their eyes driven the
pole Of his dray needlessly into hack,
overturning it and causing injury to
the occupants.
Other policemen took away the pris-
oner and Sheridan, telling them he
would follow soon, waited with his
arms folded, still eying the crowd.
Without word he cowed them into
silence. Then he said, 81 hope for the
honor of those who toll with their
hands, that you will feel ashamed of
yourselves for this, when you go home
tonight" Again a mighty cheer went
up as the men started for their horses
and their work.
Meantime and during it all, a young
handsome and richly dressed woman
had been standing in an automobile,
speeches. with the, terror of the af-
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the officer while the crowd melted
away, and then she saw something
that took the most of the terror
out of her face. A ragged, pale boy
leaped somewhere from the ground
into the outstretched arms of Sheridan
and clasped his hands about his neck.
And the officer stopped to the side
walk and took the little chaps hands
from about him, and laughed and ask
ed him many questions, and seemed in
that moment to forget all the wrong
and disorder of the hour. 1t was John
ny, of course, who had SO far recov-
cred that he wished to surprise his
protector by meeting him on the
street, but came in time to see hero
ism that he could only dimly compre-
bend instead of the every day long
stride of his policeman friend
But Johnny had been imprudently
confident and with his combined weak
ness and terror at the scene he had
| just witnessed, his little form became
limp, his pale face white, his eyes
closed, every muscle relaxed-Joh
had tainted.
Then did the lady descend from her
car and rush forward, half satisfied
apparently that an opportunity had
been given her for a moments speech
with plain policeman, who, however,
was more in her eyes on account of
his superb courage than a general on
the battlefield.
Permit me to be of some assist
ance to you and the poor little fellow
she said, in a half pleading tone. Il
have just witnessed all the storm you
so bravely passed through, and know
that it ought to be trouble enough for
one day." Meanwhile she applied re-
storatives to the fainting boy, who was
revived directly.
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