in a wild part of western virginia there lived a poor old window in a roughly made log hut on the edge of a valley,miles away from any neighbors.the railroad track ran close by on a wooden bridge across the steep valley.
she lived a hard life of her own-without any help form the closest neighbors thirty miles away.poor as she was,she made a great sacrifice.
one windy day in march,the snow was melting on the mountain,and the river that flowed through the valley was filled with an icy flood of melted snow. as the wind continued, the waters grew noisier, and their ceaseless roar mead the woman and her daughter uneasy.they went to bed at last in fear and trembling
about midnight a caused them to start up in terro. clinging to each other,they crept down to the edge of the valley,and found the bridge broken in pieces.
no sooner had the old women realized what had happened then the awful thouht came to hre that the night mail train would come in half an hour. there was no one,no signal-box,and no telegraph to warn the approaching train of the terrible danger that lay befor it.
was there nothing she could do?there was one thing... a light! the engineer would see the the light,though shouts would seem no more then a faint whisper. in the hut she had only half a handle,and if she took that on the line the rain and wind
in a wild part of western virginia there lived a poor old window in a roughly made log hut on the edge of a valley,miles away from any neighbors.the railroad track ran close by on a wooden bridge across the steep valley.
she lived a hard life of her own-without any help form the closest neighbors thirty miles away.poor as she was,she made a great sacrifice.
one windy day in march,the snow was melting on the mountain,and the river that flowed through the valley was filled with an icy flood of melted snow. as the wind continued, the waters grew noisier, and their ceaseless roar mead the woman and her daughter uneasy.they went to bed at last in fear and trembling
about midnight a caused them to start up in terro. clinging to each other,they crept down to the edge of the valley,and found the bridge broken in pieces.
no sooner had the old women realized what had happened then the awful thouht came to hre that the night mail train would come in half an hour. there was no one,no signal-box,and no telegraph to warn the approaching train of the terrible danger that lay befor it.
was there nothing she could do?there was one thing... a light! the engineer would see the the light,though shouts would seem no more then a faint whisper. in the hut she had only half a handle,and if she took that on the line the rain and wind
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