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Show Fire Ctcape Unpatented. "My child! My child! Who will savd my child S" shrieked n dlstractod mother as, returning to her homo from n meeting of tho Daughters of Huth, Into at night, sho beheld hor homo nblazo' and her two-year-old daughter leaning far out of the window. Tho flames were rapidly sweeping townrd tho helpless llttlo one., tho buow pro-vented' pro-vented' tho nnlvnl of tho laddor company com-pany and there was apparently no way to reach the window, "I will rescue the llttlo ono," shouted shout-ed Foreman Wetzel of engine. 23. Ordering tho engineer to shut down, Wetzel procured a large basket, In which ho placed n few pretty toys Tho basket was suspended over tho nozzle, pressure- wns turned on gradually, gradu-ally, and slowly tho Btream, mounting higher and higher, carried tho basket to tho height ot tho window. Tho babo reached out to clutch tho toys and felHnto tho basket; tho pressure pres-sure was lowored, and as gontly nfe an clovntor tho precious burden do-BCondcd do-BCondcd to the sidewalk, whero tho hysterical mother, clutching tho youngster, poured out her thanks to tho quick-witted fireman. |