Connecticut western news., 1873-02-28

in folks stomachs. The doctor believes in DO half way work, whether asleep or awake, for he snores like trombone. h one cor ner, doubled up like half closed knife, is perched a knig ght of the -(wont tell who that is; anybody who cannot get up more graceful night language than that has no right to see his name in prinO while in his cozy office reposed in dignified and very comfortable attitude on his spring bot toned sofa, Ageut Bennett, with one eye open, watching for the Hartford train, and the other sound asleep, is cndeavoring to while away the tedious hours of all night long, when hark! 'Ts car whistle! Egg gleston's train is coming and we are all right after all, says one. The doctor gath cred himself up from his downy pillows (undcr the pigeon hbles) and with elastic step hustled his boxes and trunks of bot tied snakes, toads, worms &c. out on the platform to be in readiness for start. Agent Bennett pricked up his lantern and visited patiently for the approaching train She blows again, and this time quite near,
  will wheel into the station, and we will be homeward bound. We wait, wait, w-a-i-t and it doesn't come. Mir. B. says there is very deep and bad cut up above the; school house, nearly mile off, and they must be stuck there. As we said above, ace aoasted till couple of good na- tured chaps came in with the information that an extra had arrived from the north on the Housa:onic road. This wss too much for the good natured doctor. We don't ssay he swore, or used anything like uneasy language, but how he looked! That coun- tenance told volumes. The extra alluded 10 above was d snow train, consisting of locomotive, one covered car for shovelers and Roadmaster Lane's ''grasshopper" for clearing the track. After taking coal the men were set to work, and the steel blades of their shoves on the iron rails. kept time with the music of the winds, which howl ed the chorus "in accents wild, making the air foggy with the snow it held, and carried and whirled everywhere. Thus did Roadmaster Lane take the butt end of the storm and twist it out of the way so that the trains could go next day. Roadmaster Greer, of the Conn. Western road. who has never before been caught mapping, must confess that the storm got the start of him this time. but when he did get his forces collected (and he was not long about it) he quickly "whizzlcd" it off from the track.
 Strange EnougA.-Thc crash brought about by runaway engine on the Hudson River railroad, last Friday, is not yet en- tirely forgotten, although it has long sine e $. D. Cummings, the conductor of the train, was badly hurt at the time, and he died in the hospital at Yonkers Monday morning. He was terribly injured inter- nally, five of his ribs being broken and stuck into his internal organs, rendering a painful death certain. From the time of his accident until last Saturday he was un- interruptedly attended by some one who was supposed to be his wife. On that day, however, another woman appeared on the scene and walked into the room where he lay. He greeted her with the cry of: "For Gods suke get out of here; you will ruin me-" She appealed to the doctors and de- cared she was his wife. The other woman did the same, and the doctors, unable to decide. instead of disagreeing. concluded to keep both women away from him and did so until he was dead. Then the second conner declared herself his wife and show ed documents to prove it, which the other woman could not do. Accordingly she Was allowed the dead body, although the other woman shook her fist in her face and cried bitterly at it. It seems that he left his wife about year ago and took the woman who was with him when he was hurt. His law full wife explains. however, that when she married himihe had just been divorced from some one else; and altogether it does not seem that he was quite the sort of man to die in a railroad accident. It is none the less a sad case though. -HarJord Cur o.nnf