His Hearts Queen | Page 3

which
told her that he would not spare himself in the effort to save her.
"Will you trust me?" he murmured hoarsely in her ear, as he caught her
trembling hands in his.
Her fingers closed over his with a frantic clutch; her eyes sought his in
desperate appeal.
"Yes! yes!" Her white lips framed the words, but no sound issued from
them.
The car had now attained a frightful velocity; a moment or two more
and all would be over, and there was not an instant to lose.
The young man reached up and grasped with his strong, sinewy hands
the straps which hung from the supports above his head.
"Quick now!" he said to his almost paralyzed companion; "stand up,
put your arms about my neck, and cling to me for your life."
She looked helplessly up into his face; it seemed as if she had not the
power to move--to obey him.
With a despairing glance from the window and a groan of anguish, he
released his hold upon the straps, seized her hands again, and locked
them behind his neck.
"Cling! Cling!" he cried, in a voice of agony.
The tone aroused her; strength came to her, and she clasped him
close--close as a person drowning might have done.
He straightened himself thus, lifting her several inches from the floor of
the car, seized again the straps above, and swung himself also clear,
hoping thus to evade somewhat the terrible force of the shock which he
knew was so near.

He was not a second too soon; the crash came, and with it one frightful
volume of agonizing shrieks and groans; then all was still.
The car had been dashed into thousands of pieces, burying beneath the
debris twenty human beings.
A group of horrified spectators had gathered in the street at the base of
the plane when it was rumored that the car had lost its grip upon the
cable, and had watched, with quaking hearts and bated breath, the
awful descent.
When all was over, kind and reverent hands began the sad work of
exhuming the unfortunate victims of the accident.
It was thought at first that all were dead--that not one had escaped; that
every soul had been hurled, with scarcely a moment's warning, into
eternity.
The brave young carpenter was found lying beneath two mangled
bodies, with the beautiful girl whom he had tried to save clasped close
in one of his arms; the other lay crushed beneath him.
"Brother and sister," some one had said, as, bending over them, he had
tried to disengage the lovely girl from his embrace.
He had only been stunned, however, by the shock, when the car struck,
and he now opened his great brown eyes, drawing in a deep, deep
breath, as if thus taking hold anew of the life that had so nearly been
dashed out of him.
This was followed by a groan of pain, and he became conscious that he
had not escaped altogether unscathed.
"Is she safe?" he gasped, his first thought, in spite of his own sufferings,
being for the girl for whom he had braved so much, while he tried to
look into the white, still face hidden upon his breast.
They tried to lift her from him, but her little hands were so tightly

locked at the back of his neck that it was no easy task to unclasp them.
"She is dead," a voice said, when at last she was removed, and some
one tried to ascertain if her heart was still beating; "the shock has killed
her."
"No, no!" sobbed the now completely unnerved young carpenter; "do
not tell me that she is--dead."
"Who are you, my poor fellow? Where do you live? Shall we take you
to the hospital, or do you want to go home?" they asked him.
"Oh, no, not to the hospital--home to my mother," the young man
returned, with difficulty, for his sufferings seemed to increase as he
came to himself more fully.
"No. ---- Hughes street," the poor fellow gasped, and then fainted dead
away.
They had not thought to inquire if the young girl was his sister, but they
took it for granted that she was, so they laid them side by side and bore
them away to Hughes street.
They found, upon inquiry, that the house referred to was occupied by a
Mrs. Richardson.
The woman was away when the sad cortege arrived at her home, but a
latch-key was found in the pocket of the young man, by which an
entrance was effected, and they deposited him upon a bed in a small
room leading from the sitting-room, while the young girl was laid upon
a lounge in the neat and cozy parlor. Then they hastened away to
procure