Bisbee daily review., 1916-02-13


 scene. Her father, his friend Rhine lander. young Seagrue, the Signal sta train passengers crowded the observa- tion platform looking at her and the shaken-up fireman.
 The fiagman could hardly raise the step cover quick enough to release Holmes SO that he might get down to his daughter. He knew all-the opeT- ator had told the story. He caught his daughter in his arms with a show CT of misty reproaches. What" he cried. Have you lost your mind? Are you mad?" Helen's eyes fell be- fore her fathers anger. She was dutiful girl Don't you know what danger is? Have you no sense of fear?" he stormed. She raised her eyes and paused an instant; then she asked. shyly: Where was to get it. father"-she looked queerly up at him from you?"
 "Gammon," he clustered. edging away from the subject. beaten. Who's this boy?" he demanded, pointing to the grimed and disfgured fireman. Whats your name?'
 Storm, General Holmes-George Storm. fireman" responded the boy, unmoved
 What were you sticking like a leech to a runaway engine for-why didn't you go back with the rest of the crew." demanded the head of the road severely.
 Storm met the assault calmly. T thought I might be able to get the air pump going" he countered.
 Did you do it?" asked Holmes. with sarcasm.
 "Id have done it if I'd had time" persisted the somewhat dismantled fireman. T guess" he added calmly. looking back at the mess of cars. T needed a couple of days more
 "No matter. Storm" declared Holmes. secretly pleased. you've all right"
 T should think as muck." cried Helen. breaking through. her reserveS If you had many men like that,"
 Amos Rhinelander took the scene in with an abundance of satisfied hu- nor. He was a big. wholesome fei- low. Beside him stood Seagrue. si- lent and observant. Both before and after her father introduced him. he scrutinized Helen a long time. With his introduction. he ventured some thing of compliment-tried. as 1t were, for a moment, to take the stage and seemed to await confidently an appreciation of his remark.
 But Helen, whether confused by her much-wilted plight. O. engrossed by the recollection of he- adventure. could hardly notice t's eTort to be agreeable. Storm haa started back to his engine. Her father was helping his daughter back to the observation platform. From it Helen looked stead fly back at Storm. now standing down the track in the midst CT the wreck age. The passenger engine sounded four sharp blasts to cZl in the flag man. Storm looked around: the pas senger train was moving ahead. He saw in the sroup m the rear platform one igure-that of a slender girl. in wet jockey costume. a srrl- lighting her face as she locked toTa~l him. She was lifting her hand 'v a gsod-hy. He started. touched tis hand to his bruised forehead and waved back her greeting. Beside Helen stood Sea grue. He did not seem aieased with her attitude and dropped ar ironical remark in hor ear This cns she quite plainly heard art rUdeTstood: 'Very graiisyipg.' he srailoa sto find l presidents dargNto- ar very clever And" he addc5-sNei'y. "rk kN ceems to take a real interest in engine men,"
 Helen looked ds1sa~1teiy around at him-hut whatever ray n.yo been her thought, she TJede pc reply.
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