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IN IMMINEN14 PERIL. 273 nothing, but that the man to whom she had given all the love of her soul was being murdered in her sight— the man for whom she would have gladly yielded up her own life, but for whom she could do nothing. The struggle lasted but an instant and Dick toppled over. Lord Merrimount saw him fall, and cried out: ‘"O God, he’s gone!’’ At the same moment the wild, warning screech of the approaching train reached his ears, A new horror! Wallis and Bessie were on the track, unconscious of itscoming. Clinging desperately to the trees by which he was climbing, he yelled to Wallis and Bessie to get off the track. Wallis heard him and, realizing her own danger, tried to drag Bessie from it. But Bessie, with her eyes riveted upon Dick, possessed by the horror of the scene, paid no attention. She was rooted to the ground. As Dick was overcome, he had fallen only a few feet when he caught a small bush with both hands, thus arresting his fall. The bush, however, gave away with his weight and Bessie, who had one wild and delirious moment of joy, as she saw his fall arrested, was filled with horror a second time as she saw the bush torn out by its roots, and Dick again plunged downward. . He struck a projecting ledge and caught again. The rock crumbling under his hands, he slipped down to another projection where, for a moment, he secured another hold, only to find it broken under his hands, and to be precipitated downward again. Bessie, who had been passing rapidly through the alternations of joy and despair, shrieked aloud, but changed her shrieks to heartfelt thanks to God, as she saw him finally and securely clutch a small but stout hemlock. This time indeed he had secured a firm hold, but it Comicloeo® “S C@ 3