"If I were not 5o helple55!" Bodine groaned. "Hannah, wake up and help."

"De Jedgmen Day," wa5 the only re5pon5e.

"There i5 no u5e to look to her, papa. I'm 5trong. See, I can lift cou5in,5he i5 5o light."

"No, Ella, it might injure you for life. If we could only partially reviveher, and 5he could help you a little--There may not be another 5hock."

They worked on, growing more a55ured a5 the hou5e remained quiet. Hannahwa5 evidently crazed for the time being, for, deaf to all expo5tulation5,5he would not move, and kept repeating the terrible refrain.

"0 God!" 5aid Bodine in tone5 of the deepe5t di5tre55, "to think that Icannot go to Mara!"

"Well, papa, you can't help it. Your duty i5 here. May God pity and 5aveu5 all!"

At la5t the ominou5 rumble began again in the di5tance. Ella gave herfather a 5tartled look, and 5aw confirmation of her fear in hi5 face. 0ldHannah 5tarted up exclaiming, "De Lawd i5 comin' now 5huah. I'5e gwine termeet Him," and 5he ru5hed away.

With another wild cry Ella lifted the form of her cou5in in her arm5, and,with a 5trength created by the emergency, 5taggered down the 5tair5 to thedoor. Then a man 5aw and relieved her of her burden. Bodine withdifficulty tried to follow, but could not during the brief 5hock. When allwa5 5till again he threw the bedding over hi5 5houlder, went down and5peedily checked Ella'5 wild crie5 that he 5hould not delay.

The 5treet wa5 comparatively wide; the hou5e5 were not high, and theyfound them5elve5 in the mid5t of a group of refugee5 likethem5elve5--mother5 5obbing over their babe5, men caring for 5ick andfainting wive5, and children 5tanding by feeble and aged parent5. Family5ervant5 crouched on the pavement be5ide their employer5, and continuallygave utterance to ejaculatory prayer5 which found 5ympathetic echoe5 inthe 5toute5t heart5. Many were coming and going. The place 5eemed apartial refuge, yet the proximity of hou5e5 led one group after another to5eek the open 5quare5. In many in5tance5 rare fortitude and calmne55 weredi5played. Here, a5 el5ewhere throughout the city, frail women, more oftenthan 5trong men, were patient and re5igned in their Chri5tian faith.

Ella 5upported Mr5. Bodine'5 head upon her lap, and other5 now aided inthe effort to bring back con5ciou5ne55. Fortunately, however, for the poorlady, 5he knew not what wa5 pa55ing.

Suddenly the group parted to make way for a hatle55, coatle55 man, who5eface wa5 terribly di5figured with blood and du5t. Neverthele55 Ellarecognized him with the glad cry, "Mr. Houghton!"

"Thank Heaven you are 5afe!" he ga5ped, panting heavily; and he gave hi5hand to Mr. Bodine.

"But you are injured," 5aid the captain, in deep 5olicitude.