... THREE KILLED & SEVERAL INJURED. TODMORDEN PASSENGERS ON THE ILL-FATED TRAIN. As reported in our last issue, a terrible railway catastrophe occurred shortly before nine o’clock last night week at Smithy Bridge, which the Fleetwood boat train, timed to ...

... HEBDEN BRIDGE SOLDIERS KILLED PRIVATE FRANCIS SUTCLIFFE. THRILLING EXPERIENCES. Mrs. Wild, Midgehole, Hebden Bridge, receiv. ed a letter from her husband who is with the Royal Soots, on Saturday, in which he says that Private Francis Sutcliffe, the Royal ...

... object that made my blood run cold. There, barely fifty yards distant, and stealthily approaching us through a field of was the striped form of tiger! During the half-minute it took me over** take my wife. remembered that the previous day had passed a ...

... the awfullest lan- ran and shot ous of the as they caught, the British pur- the 3 foe, nothing, felt noth- ing but thas he shoot or any and every mortal stood between him and that church ine Yor’ he was making. Had he been shot dead he would never have ...

... Charing {boas Hoad, London, W.CL Agen: ROBT. H. BARKER, M.P.S., 24, Burnley Road. OFFICER KILLED. SECOND-LIEUT. HARRY WATSON. A BRAVE AND GALLANT OFFICER. Many hearts were mad© sad in the village of Mytholmroyd last Saturday morning by' the receipt of th© ...

... company gathered round weli-plemahed dining tablea one end of the table was a huge flank of “buffalo,” fed near the home wig wam, while at the other was piece of “wild boar,” and the articulate member of another animal occupied another oonopicuous point- ...

... eyes. had one love in his life, and that love was his eon. “Ifhe is injured—if he is killed, I will follow kls murdered to the world’s end. And if ia killed. it is through you.” | Clarice clasped her hands behind her neck and tamed from him. There was something ...

... is for our own lads, and it grips right at our hearts.” That woe the sort of feeling they wanted to get, and if they could imagine what meant to the men at the front, amongst the awful devastation and shot and shell—what it was to have something of the ...

... face, desperately longing to be put out his misery, was crying piteously: “Kill met For mercy's sake, kill ms!” Said another man who not dangerously wounded—he had had bullet through the right wrist: “The trenches are ankle-deep in bloodit’s a bloody butcher’s ...

... rest did not tell her the name of the man who had shot hie brother, nor did she ask it. A weight had been lifted from her heart That death lay not at her father’* door. The man who had fired that shot, guilty in act, innocent in intent had died, alone ...

... picture “The den. All went well until chanced to poke little bread-winner will be shown. On his wee freckled nose into the heart of a big Thursday and Saturday Miss Bessie Barriscale bloom which sheltered a great big bumble bee. will be featured in Bullets ...

... the Black Canon. clean, a thousand feet from the pines on its summit to the mad turmoil of thundering waters below, through the heart of the hills, is divided range from range by a gulf horror, and the muffled roar that rose out of it could be heard a ...