The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1873-06-21

my hat and rushed away. l was just in
time.
The San Francisco glistened in the sun.
The cars were filled rapidly. From my
post | could hear the people talking
bidding each other good.by, and promisin5
to write and come again. Among them
was an old gentleman | knew by sight
one of the shareholders; he was bidding
two timid girls adieu.
"Good-by, Kittie: good-by, Lue," l
heard him say don't De nervous. The
San Francisco ls the safest engine on the
line, and Guelden the most careful en-
gneer. l would not be afraid to trust
every mortal to their keeping Nothing
could happen wrong with the two togeth-
err"
81 said, DWELL get through it some
how, and Joe shall never talk to me again
After all it was easy enough. reeled as
| spoke. heard the signal. We are off
Five hours from l.. to d. five hours
back again. | saw futter, and never
guessed what 1t was, until we had passed
the train at the wrong place. Two min
utes more, and we should have had "a col.
ision. Somebody told me, and laughed
| heard the shareholder say. respectfully:
"Of course, Mr.. Guelden, you know what
you are aboutW
Then [ was alone, and wondering
whether should 90 faster or slower
did something, and the cars rushed on at a
fearful rate. The same man who had
spoken to me before was standing near
me. | heard the question
| allow many miles an hour are we
making? ?" didn't know
Rattle, rattle, rattle was trying
now to slacken the speed of the San Fran
cisco | could not remember what ]
should do--was it this or that faster or
slower? | was playing with the engine
like child.
Suddenly there was horrible roar-a
crash. | was flung somewhere. ! was
IN the water. Bya miracle | was sobered
not hurt gained the shore, and there
gazed on my work.
The engine was in fragments, the cars
in splinters dead and dying and wound
ed were strewn around There were
groans and shrieks of despair. The MAIN
ed cried out in pain the unini ured be
walled their dead and voice, unhea re
by any other, was in my ear, whispering
Murder
The news had gone to a, and people
came thronging down to find their los
ones. Searching for an old mans daugh
ter, came to place under the trees, anC
found five bodies lying there, all in theil
rigid HORROR old woman, young
one, baby and two tiny children. Wai
J it tancY-was it pure fancy, born of my
nguish-they looked lke-ob, Heaven
they were my wife, my children-all cole
! and dead.
: How did they come on the train
What chance had brought this about? n
l one could answer. groaned, screamed
; clasped my hands, tore my hair,I gaze,
in the good face of her who gave me birth
7 on the lovely face of my wife, on m,
innocent children. called them by name
| there was no answer. There never coulc
| be-there never would be.
A whistle Great God Onward VI
9 the track Numbered another tram 1t
red eyes glared upon me threw mysel
= before it felt it crush me to atoms.
q His head is extremely hot" said some
d body.
It Iopened my eyes and saw my wife
d GLOW do you feel ?" said she; littl
better ~
d | was so reioiced and astonished by til
= the sight of her that [ could not speak
y first. She repeated the question.
b " | must be crushed fn nieocs,o said
II i" for the train went over me but l feel n
pain"
"There he goes about that train again
said my wife
Why, | tried to move-there was notl
ing the matter with me. | was in my ow
t room opposite to me crib in which m
child was asleep My wife and chill
| were safe, Wac delIrious,or what coul
it be?
e "Joe," ! cried, tell me what has hal
it pened"
"1t's nine o'clock" said joe Yo
l. came homo in such state from the clu
n that | couldn't wake you. You weren
e fit 10 manage steam, and risk people
lives. The San Francisco is half way I
/ a, suppose, and you have been frigh ter
e ing me half to death with your dreadfl
it talk"
| And Joe began 10 cry
y Ii was only Il dream: only an awfr
% dream. But | had lived through il q
though it were reality.
Is as there Bible in the house, Joe
d said ].
d care we heathens " asked Joe.
"A "Give it to me this moment, Joe.n
:, She brought it, and put my hand on
h aud took the oath too solemn to be repeal
, ed here) that what had happened neve
d should occur again. And if the Sa
n Francisco ever comes to grief, the verdi,
will not be, as it has so often been, 9Th
8 engineer was drunk RomanceS an
J. Humor of the Rail.