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Show A Tribute To An Unknown Hero Shocking pictures of women with hair on fire and clothing aflame, men and women, leaping wildly from windows to crumple on cement pavements and others e-qually e-qually as horrible come from the appalling story of the hotel fire a' Lansing, Michigan, which cost the lives of many guests. Survivors, awakened from sleep, talk of pictures of hell-fire and fiends that stay in their memory and others, unable to redraw the scene of horror, express the wish that its details be blotted from their minds. Only these who have passed through such a terrifying catastrophe can imagine the flaming flam-ing inferno and the emotions that passed through the guests trapped in the holocaust. However, one picture of heroism has come to our attention and we hasten to pass on the narrative of an unsung hero, an unidentified bellboy, who had "plenty of time to get out" but stayed at his post of duty, "running upstairs to pound on doors to warn sleeping guests." One who escaped declared declar-ed that at leatt fifty per cent of those saved owed their lives to his courage. Let's pause in our grief at the sad spectacle of death stalking in the cold night and pay a tribute to the memory of this humble servant, faithfully responding to the highest call of duty, which reached him in the hour of tragedy. trag-edy. Life is brightened by the comforting thought that ini all walks of human endeavor, there are men and women of heroic mold, who give all that they have in unselfish efforts to do their duty. du-ty. Individuals can do no more than serve their race in the hour of peril and the unnamed bellboy who surrendered life in response to the supreme call which came to him while fitting a prosiac task to a hero of the finest type. He probably prob-ably did not think of risks or heroism, her-oism, but only of the sleeping guests his charges and he did what he could to meet a fearful emergency. |