The Carlisle independent., 1916-12-07

Whatever was to be done, she must do it and it must be done in haste, Running through the freighthouse she espied coil of rope. It suggested mething-though at the instant she could not have told what But she caught it up on the instinctive i'm pulse and ran out on the track The cars. flaming in the distance, were coming down the long grade. A tele- graph pole standing just above the station put wild idea into her head. If she could pass the rope above the burning car, 1t might help the en- gineer to escape from the top. Try ing her skill as a plainswoman, she ran moose and cast the rope, lariau like, at the top of the pole
 In her nervous haste she failed, again and again, to drop it over the cross-bar. No rope was ever so stiff, clumsy and intractable, and the cars were fast rolling nearer But re- straining her fears she kept trying, and at last, in spite of everything, she landed the big moose over the pole and bar. Across the track grew a hedge Of tall blue-gum trees. To the near est of these Helen ran, and as fast as she could, climbed the tree the loose end of the rope hung over her neck and shoulder. Gaining branch high enough, and using all her strength, she drew the rope taut. With a few half hitches she made it fast around the tree and tried it with her weight.
 The flaming cars, in spite of all that Storm had been able to do, contin- ued to gather speed down the Signal grade. The engineer found himself in a ticklish dilemma. For a jung his chances now were no better than if he stuck to the car, and he saw nothing for it but to stick Only, he hoped nightly for something to turn his way. He was fast approaching the station. From the gum-tree hedge he saw what seemed a branch waving violently. Then he perceived it was more than that, it was someone try ing to signal him-a woman-and she was climbing hand over hand out on a cable stretched across the track. But he could understand even less than he saw of what she meant to do. Overcome by flame and smoke just before the cars neared the hedge, he sank down on the deck But Helen would not give up. Clinging as best she could to the cable, she waited for him to pass under her Enough of consciousness remained to Storm in the fury of the fire to enable him to realize as he came close that 1t was Helen on the cable trying to save his life. As he swept under her hs raised himself. She elutched blindly at him. and holding on in desperation, managed to drag him from the top of the burning car.
 The agent, returning from the camp with Rhinelander, saw the blazing run, away; and, amazed, saw Helen hang. ing from her cable and striving with failing strength to hold her heavy burden.
 He ran toward her, snatching tar paulin from 2 pile of cement bags al he passed them on the platform, and with Rhinelander reached the hedge in time to break Storms heavy fau into it when Helen let him go A mo ment later she. herself, dropped az hausted into the canvas.
 Below the station deafening en plosion shook the solid earth. II sartled the two construction camps A new and sudden flame shot 40 feet up into the air and dense clouds ot black smoke billowed above where the powder cars had stood Seagrus glanced as Spike as they stood to gether. Over toward the station tive men were carrying Storm into tho waiting room, and Seagrue. coming over, joined them. Inside, he saw bending over the unconscious en gineer, stretched on the floor, a slen der girl dressed in black. She turned anxiously, in moment, to ask if ( surgeon had been called. As she did so, Seagrue, dumfounded, looked int the face of Helen Holmes.