Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1867-01-25

q" Don't be afraid, child, I'll never pain you
again. said l. ys y, .3f,,.,,s =. -. -,
Aid meant II, hui at twelve that night
I felt that had forgotten the promise and'ny
resolution. 1aff re- rHd aE la =
"a could'nt 60 home 10 10. I,made up my.
mind to sleep, on the club sofa and leave the
place for good next day. Already lelt ms
brain fcelast n never had before In an
hour was in kind of stupor. u W ssssAly
'Itswss morning. A waiter stood ready to
brnsh my coat. saw a grin on his black
face, My head seemed about to burst; nv
hand tremhIed:. looked at my watch, 1 had
only five minutes 10 reach the depot sss ;
Jos words came to mv mind. Was fit
70 take charge OF the engine? was not fl
to answer. ought 10 haze asked some so
Der man Asit was, only csueht my ha'
and rushed away. ! was just in time. ,-e
The San Francisco gliliered in the morn.
ing sun. The cars were filling rapidly.:-
From my post could hear the people talk.
ing-bidding eych other good bye, promis-
ing TO write and come again. Among them
was an. old gentleman I knew by sight--one
of the shareholdcrs he was bidding two
timid girls adieu. y 2ai ''' "-f'a7Ti ,eiiiy
sss0ood bye lKitty--good bye Lue,p !
heard him say: idon't you be, nervous
The San Francisco Is ..he safest, engine on
the line, and Guelden the most careful en-
gineer. 7 would Mt be afraid To- trust every
mortal I love In batch TO their keeping.--
Nothing could happen wrong with. the two
together.
I said, "I'lI get through Il some how, ana
10 shall talk to me again After xi u was
easy enough. And resled as L spoke.-
heard the signal. Wewere of. ,a sfsg
Five hours from L. TO D., Eve hours back.
On the last should he myself again, knew
now. = saw q red fiutter, and never gucss-
ed what 10 was until we p~ssed -ihe down
train a a, wrong place. n Two minutes more
and we should have had a collision. Some.
body told me- laughed heard him say
respectfully: fGa ,s1iiVstI % 1Atsei sfz
= "Of. course, Mr. -Gaeldeu, you know whs.
you are about2" "a l.-..rs .......s a.
Then was alone and wondering whether
I shonid 20 slower or faster. spaI did some
thing; the cars rushed on at fearful rate.
r The same man who had spoken to me be-
fore was standing near me, ] heard some
How many miles an hour were we
making? 4 did'n know. p eso.' 5sa5god
Rattle, rattle, rattle | was trying now
to slacken the speed of the San Francisco
could not remember whas TO do. Was It
this or that? Faster-only faster.f Twas
playing with the engine like a childs6 Sud.
denly there was o horrible roar--a crash
was flung somewhere. il was into the wa
ter. Bv Miracle I was only sobered not
hurt. gained the shore; fetood apon the
ground between the track and rthe water 4
edge and there gazed OF, my own work. i.s.,
The engine was in fragments; the cars in
splinters dead and dying, and wounded
wers ttrewn around --men and women and
chidren--old age and tender youth, There
were .groans and hrieks Of dispair. The
mailnpd cried out with pain !. the uninjured
bewailed their dead and voice, 'unheart
by any other, was 10 my ear whispering
q murderer p sUs f7ab.,.fV .af Ga, -r.si
The news had gone back to, A., and th'
people came thronging 10 find their friends
The dead were stretched on the grass.
went with some Of the distressed to find theil
| lost ones. Searching for m old man dang
ter came 10 place under the tree, ant
i've bodies lying there In all iheir rig'd hor
ror-an old woman young one, a baby ant
two iinuy chill ireu. II was fancy--it wa
pure fancy, born of my anguish--they look
cd like--Ohl great Heaven-they were m,
old mother, my wife, my children all colo
and dead. 1a'is.i'''Ai- Sah ~ ''f'nfs
How did they come on the train
what chance had brought this, abont 2 N,
one could an wer. ] groaned, screamed,
clasped my hands ] tore my hair, ! gaze,
on the good old face Of her who had give,
me birth. on the lovely features Of my wife
on my innocent children. j called them b.
name, there was no answer, There woul
nor never could be. And as comprehend
ed this, onward up the track, thumiered an
other train. Its red eye glared on me,
flung myself before il and ieI, itcrush me :
atoms
"His head is extremely hot" said some
body. r1t3esis ~ .zsgass a. ariSlae0
opened my eyes and saw my wife.
"How do you feel" said she, ga litti
better ?"iufda 1as ~ foes fRf ~ Eis1ii-
10 was so rejoiced and 80 sstonished BY tn
sight Of her, that could not speak at frsi
She repeated the question,
~ must be crushed to pieces" I sale
"for the train passed over me, but I feel n
pNtu. AtA 4IN llNAal l4iW eaHIh ilA .
j "There he goes again, about the train
said my wife, "Why Ned"
+ tried to moveAthere was nothing III
matter with met; lssat up. ~ | was in m
ioSn room; opposite me a,crib in which tw
children were asleep, beside me tiny bal
baby head. My wife and children " er
safe Was delirious, or could it be2r
"Jo,p cried J, "isll me what has haE
lpened.n .f...-..f u
TIts nine o'clock" said Jo.. "You cam
! home in such dreadful state from the clus
that could not iwakei you. III You wern't d
to manage steam and risk peoples lives.--
the San Francisco is half way to A., I sur
pcse, and you have been frightening me /
death with your terrible talk. .'.ol .ha' Civ
b. And Jo began 10 cry. al n 80 Ian .BigIsn
H. II was only a dream,--an awful dream.-
But had lived through il as though II wei
reality.
ais there's bible In the house, Jo,r sal
l. fs f nr-l-i ~ hs,srI s---u .su
/ " Are we heathens 2" asked 10. ..,,
"Give il to me this moment, Jo."
"She brought Il, and put my hands o
I Il and took an oath (too solemn 10 be repeA
ed here) that what had happened nsy,
should again. II never has. And II Il
San Francisco comes to grief, the verdi,
win not be. as Il ought 20 be 80 often r.
r engineer sods drunk. :, ea.l rnf wa - tid
The Baltimore Transcript regrets that Il