Year: 1868

few moments stopped in dread, put, as l got my breath more and more, courage

 and the recollection of her wild appealing

 face came to me, and clinging to the buff

 CTS, contrived to get one foot on to the

 step of the carriage, and, still holding on

 by the iron, tried to get the other there.

 Just then the train gave jerk, and

 thought 1t was all over; but tho next mo-

 ment was on the step and had hold fthe

 door handle.

 ''At last, ' muttered, as I drew myself

 up on the next step, and tried the door

 which was as 1 expected, fast. Then I

 looked back. There was the guard, with

 half his body out, an his hand screening

 his eyes, trying to follow my motions; but

 with the darkness all round, the snow cut

 ting by like knives and points, and the dense fog clouds we kept entering, I felt sure he could not see me, though I could make him out from the light in his con- pertinent. Then 1 listened, and my heart seemed to stand still; for I fancied could hear the sound of struggle going on in- side, though was not sure, from the rat ting made by the train. I was not was ting time, for l had tried to look in at the window; and, after opening my knife with my teeth, was trying to open the door But the interior of the carriage was dark

 as pitch, and my knife was useless, while now was sure there was struggle going on inside. Directly after, one of the little side panes of glass was broken, and heard faint cry.

 stant cutting my hands with the thick glass and then beating out the loose pieces. made place for entrance and had half my body in before felt myself seized by some one who tried to force me back.

 Two hands held me by throat, while grasped the door with one hand, half in and half out of the carriage. Nv blood was up. had hold of my unseen enemy by the collar, and dug my knuckles into his neck, as held on for life, like 8 bull dog.

 l had the advantage of him there, for, while had on stiff collar and buttoned up uniform coat, he had only thin dress shirt-collar and one of those black wisps of ties. It was struggle for life and death with me, but l got further and further in. At last, suppose feeling half choked, he started back and drew me with him; so that fell heavily on the floor. Here, though, I lost my hold, and he had me again at disadvantage. For what seemed 3 good five minutes, it was an up-and- down struggle, while more than once I felt myself dashed against somebody who was crouching in corner of the carriage. &Sometimes got the better and some times the worst of it. After the struggle had been going on some time. it seemed that the far door was open, and that there was no one else in the carriage but us two, hanging on to one another like 8 pair of wild beasts. Then came such a horrible reaction that my strength seemed to leave me, for felt that in her fear and dread the poor girl had leaped out.

 But she had not, for she was outside, for life to the handles, as in one brief glance saw by the end light of the train flashing upon her. In & last fierce struggle my foot tripped, and I and the man l was struggling with fell headlong out of the door. There was flash of light the sound of rushing wind, and I seemed to be dashed with fearful violence upon the ground.

 The next thing recollect was the sound of voices, and the hissing of the steam of an engine close by me, while some two or three people were moving about with lan- terms. found some one supporting my head, and then gave shudder, for there were horrible red patches and marks on the white ground. As the men spoke in whispers, could see they were collecting together something horrible. that steamed in the cold air A mist came over me and tainted dead away.

 When could think again, I found that l had been some time in London hospi- tai, and was lying there in ward, looking at @ pair of soft white hands that didn't seem to belong to me, while my head felt cool through my hair being cut off.

 But got stronger every day, and soon had visitors to see me; and one face that came, and used to lean over my poor bare pallet, was, as 1t were the face of an angel -so sweet, so loving, and SO tender in it's look; and once, while the old lady stood back, two tiny soft hands smoothed my pillow, and tear fell on my cheek, as voice whispered:

 e'God bless you, my brave preserver."

 shut my eyes then, and trembled, for there was bitter feeling of sorrow came over me, and, in spite of those tender words, seemed to be standing on the brink of great gulf, far away from her.

 As grew stronger, learned from her mother how they had been deceived. It was through answering an advertisement for governess that the poor girl had met with insult She had been deluded into accompanying the gentleman, under pre- tense of his taking her to his home few miles down the line. He had paid the penalty of the crime he had meditated with his life. An up train tore him to pieces an up train which must have passed within a few inches of my head.

 The train from which we fell had been stopped by the guard few miles further down, when the poor girl was found cling ing outside the carriage. An engine and tender were sent back in search of us, to find us as have already told.

 only saw her once again, when she gave me thls-this little purse, just as you see. She spoke to me kindly and tenderly and they were words of praise, think; but saw her only through a mist, and the thought that it was for the last time seem ed to fill my mind so that I could only speak huskily. I kissed one of her hands as she said Good by;" and then I was standing alone-alone in the world, with out aim or hope. You will please to re- member that she was lady, and that railway servant.-AN Me Year ROund.

 The Rev. Leonard ". Bacon. of Will. V1~~r, ~k%x-r1