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THE BOY ORATOR.
“If the weather keeps up, I’m afraid
Jack can’t get here,” said Albert Hal
stead. He was sitting in the window of
his room in “Junior hall” and staring
out on the campus, where the rain was
pouring on the muddy pools and patches
of sodden grass. “The ticket agent says
trains can’t cross if the Macoupin rises
much more.”
“Rise or no rise, Jack Duckies ’ll be
here on hand when there’s a debate on
foot,” Dick Arlington spoke from the
bed. He was buried in pillows and a
dog eared copy of Horace.
“He d come through fare, to say noth
ing of water, to save our noble Philos
from defeat at the hands of the base,
craven Linophilians! The very mention
of the hated name stirs me heart’s ber
loodl” and Dick sat up and looked ora
torically warlike.
“Well, he’ll have plenty of water to
come through! Our chances are pretty
Blim without him. Gardiner can never
hold up against Brooks and Guthridge,
with all the Linos back of them. I don’t
see why Jack couldn’t have put off go
ing to St. Louis till next week.”
“My child,” said Dick, throwing the
much abused Horace on the center table,
where it bumped its venerable head
against a solid geometry and fell to the
floor, “how often must I tell yon that
business is business? Even a contest de
bate must stand aside where busi
ness”—
“Shut up! The thing is we don’t want
those fellows crowing over us. They’re
going to have a great spread if they do
win, and Guthridge has promised to ride
Gardiner around the campus if they
don’t, and you know how heavy Gardi
ner is. I saw Brooks—Come in. Hello,
Gardiner; what’s the news?"
Gardiner stood in the doorway, letting
the rain drop from the ferrule of his um
brella in a pool on the carpet. “I’ve just
been down to the station. The Macou
pin is over the long bridge and is still
rising—no more trains this evening.”
“Jove!” Dick was walking up and
down, hands in pockets. “That looks bad
for ns Philos. I ’spose there is no news
from Jack?”
“Yes—telegram. He says he’ll leave
St. Louis on the 4 o’clock train.”
“Then he’s at Macoupin station now,”
said Albert. “Two miles from school
and no way to cross a miserable little
brook that is dried up most of the year!
Can’t postpone the debate, can we?”
“No. Guthridge and Brooks have to
leave tomorrow, and the fellows from
Springfield are going home tonight.”
“Well, perhaps Jack’ll come. If he
doesn’t, we’ll all stand by you, Gardiner,
and do our best.”
It was raining when Jack left St. Louis.
East St. Louis looked more forlorn than
ever, and the country beyond was fairly
drenched. He was deep in his speech for
the evening’s debate when the train
reached Macoupin station. He finished
the argument and looked up.
“What are you stopping so long for?”
he asked of no one in particular.
“The conductor says the creek is up
over the bridge and the train cannot
cross. He has wired for orders,” an
swered a man who had just entered the
car.
All but the nrst few words fell on
deaf ears, for Jack had dashed from the
car, and was holding an excited parley
with the conductor on the platform of
the station.
“The water’s high enough to put out
the fires, and the bridge isn’t safe,” said
the blue capped official.
Jack fairly danced with excitement.
“But I must cross! Why, I have to—
oh, I just must get over to the college
even if I have to swim! Can’t you try to
cross?”
“No. And here’s orders to pull back
to East St. Louis. And, young fellow,
take my advice and don’t try swimmin
when ole Macoupin is a-boomin. All
aboard!”
But J ack didn’t go aboard. He watched
the train out of sight down the long, wet
perspective of the rails. Then he went
into the station.
“Say,” he said to the man in charge,
“can 1 get a hand car or a boat or some
thing here? 1 have to get across to Car
linville tonight.”
The station agent looked at him medi
tatively.
“Hand car?” he queried. “There’s
nary hand car on the place, an ole man
Dorsey, he’s got the only boat on the
crick.”
“Where can I find him?” asked Jack.
“Who? ’Lige Dorsey? Waal, now;
kain’t say. Like’s not in bed. Broke his
leg last week.”
•‘Where is the boat?” Jack was grow
ing impatient. The man was so provok
ingly deliberate.
“Boat! Waal, now, you’ve got me.
Last I hearn tell of it, a man five miles
up this here crick hed it, else Dorsey
swapped it to a man over in Jersey coun
ty, an I don’t jist remember which.”
“Can’t you suggest something?” asked
Jack.
“Oh, yes! I reckon the bes’ thing you
kin do’s to wait till tomorrow. Ef it
don't rain no more, the crick’s mighty
likely to go down so’s you kin cross on
the train.”
“I suppose I couldn’t walk across?”
“Walk? Waal, not unless you’ve got a
power of spunk an muscle. I wouldn’t
go a-trying it, ’less I wanted to git my
self drowned.”
Jack walked up and down for a mo
ment in silence. Suddenly he paused. i
‘•See here," he said, “I’m going to try
it. There’s my card and”
“Walk? Waal, now”
But Jack was gone.
The rain had slackened to a cold steady
drizzle, and as he walked down the tr..ck
Jack could hear the creek rushing and
roaring along far beyond its banks,
booming and eddying nearly a mile wide.
The water near the edge was compar
atively calm, but out in the channel the
current, marked by driftwood, was dash
ing and foaming furiously.
The trestle work of the bridge was out
of sight.
Jack stopped. It was growing dark.
Through a rift in the clouds the sun had
set red, and the reflection made the creek
more horrible. Here and there a tall syc
amore trembled in the water, white in
the rapidly deepening dusk.
Of course to attempt to cross was fol
ly. Suppose the Philos did lose—what
then? What did it really matter? Then
he seemed to hear the shouts of the vic
torious Linos—Guthridge’s triumphant
cheer—and to see his own society sitting
crushed and silent.
iae wouiu iry u.
He looked back for a moment at the
station and the light dying in the west
behind it. Then he tightened his grasp
on his cane, the pride of his junior's
heart, and stepping upon the stringers
at the side of the track he began.
The water was an inch, then ankle
deep and icy cold. He could scarcely
see the ties, but he felt with his cane
along the edge of the beam.
Farther out the track sloped and the
water deepened. Jack could not see the
stringer, but lie felt for each step care
fully. It was growing so dark he could
not see the farther shore. He did not
dare look up or down the creek, and the
whirl of the water made him dizzy.
Suddenly the water became knee deep
with the sagging of the old bridge, and
he entered the channel. The current
nearly swept him off his feet. He stood
still, heartily repenting the foolhardy
undertaking. To return was impossible.
Two steps more. The roar of the
black water grew deafening; took pos
session of him. Jack looked up stream.
A huge dim mass was floating swiftly
down the creek. It was a section of a
covered bridge. It swayed toward one
shore, then toward the other, with a hor
rible drunken reel. The boy reeled, too,
stumbled, and the cane was swept be
yond his reach instantly. He fell on his
hands and knees, and there clung to the
beam, the water surging to his neck.
He got his head again presently. He
caught a glimpse of a few lights here
and there iu the town. The roar of the
river dashing on into the night drowned
his voice. He closed his eyes and wait
ed. The floating section of the bridge
seemed hours coinii g. He thought of
the warm dining room at home and his
mother’s face above the teacups. He
could see the debating hall through a
luminous mist. He wondered if Hal
stead would speak in his place.
He was growing numb with the chill
of the water. The river seemed to whirl
and rock about him. Then there was a
noise like thunder. The bridge had
struck the trestle. A wave swept over
him. The trestle trembled, swmyed, the
bridge floated broadside, then struck
again. The trestle tottered, wavered,
then the bridge settled against it and
was stationary, and as Jack mechanical
ly crawled on again he knew that the
trestle would hold.
Meantime in the debating hall the de
bate on “Resolved, That strikes are jus
tifiable,” had begun. Guthridge had
mounted the rostrum amid the cheers of
his society, while the Philos were giving
Gardner advice enough to have driven
10 men mad.
Guthridge had demolished one by one
the hopes of the opposition. Every Philo
was silent. Gardiner went hot, then
cold, by turns. It was in vain for him
to answer Guthridge.
The brilliant speech drew to a close.
“ ‘Strike till the last armed foe ex
pires,’ ” shouted Guthridge, waving his
arms madly. “ ‘Strike for your altars
and your fires. Strike for the green
graves of your sires!’ There are
strikes”
He broke off silently. Every Philo
was on his feet cheering like mad. Four
times the college yell rang out like a
battlecry. Four times, and then the
crowd parted. There in their midst,
panting with the quick run from the
bridge, his eyes ablaze with excitement
and his figure disguised in a suit of Hal
stead’s old clothes, stood Jack.
Of course the Philos won, and every
body remembers how all the class cheered
when the class historian on class day, a
fortnight later, told what Jack dared
and did for the glory of the Philos!—
Ruth Prescott in Washington News.
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