duty and does not know anything about the accident. He therefore decides to inquire of the girl in charge of the news-stand. The conversation between her and the reporter is as follows:
Reporter.—I hear that an old man was hurt down here.
How did it happen?
Girl.—He fell on the tracks and cut his head.
R.—What was the matter with him?
G.—I don't know; I guess he got dizzy.
R.—Did you see him fall?
G.—No; I was busy selling a lady a magazine when I heard some one yell.
R.—How did they get him out?
G.—Two men jumped down to get him, but they couldn't lift him up on the platform. Then they heard the train coming and jumped over to the side.
R.—Did the motorman stop the train when he saw them?
G.—No; I ran over to the ticket chopper's box and grabbed his red lantern, and jumped down to the track and waved it.
R.—Good for you! Weren't you afraid of being run over?
G.—I didn't think of being scared. I just kept waving the lantern, and the motorman saw it and put on the brakes. My, but the sparks flew!
R.—How soon did he stop?
G.—Oh, the train was only about ten feet away when it stopped, and I kept stepping back all the time to keep out of the way.
R.—Well, you must have had a pretty close call. Who got the old man out?
G.—The motorman and one of the guards climbed down and lifted him up with the two other men.
R.—What did they say about your stopping the train that way?
G.—Oh, nothing. One man said, "Good for you, little girl," and another man wanted to know my name, and said I ought to have a medal, but I told him I hadn't done any thing and didn't deserve a medal.
R.—Did you give him your name?
