The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1874-03-24

between this place and Alta station. The
! engine and snow plough, which jumped the
track so unfortunately, and thus gave the
storm time toNgain upon the men, now lie
buried under 40 feet of snow, which has ac-
cnmulated chiefly from drifts. All night
long 400 men have been digging and work
ing on the track iD the vain hope of reaching
and clearing away the obstructionsAn night
long the powers of nature have been working
against them and continually gained upon
them. Slowly but SUI ely, unwilsipgv but
certainly, w9-aTe forced TO the conviction
that the road is blockaded and hat no hu
man effort caa raise the blockads until the
storm ceases Two westward and two east
ward bound passenger trains are now lying
the one at ElkO, nearly four hundred miles
from here, where the road is again blocked.
the Others at Alta, 81 miles to TIA west and
Just beyond the range of this terrific storm.
Inc rallro2d men refuse to give up the
tight. They ssill keep To their work, trusting
TO the vain hope that they may gain upon
Inc encroachlng elements. "At least" as
the superintendent of the division saio TO me
To-Day, "w9can prevent the sto-m from gain
ing upon as any more just here at the
canyon" hear the mighty putting
OF seven. monster locomotives rising
high above the Wailing of the wind.
Ihose seven monsters represent a
tremendous brute force and vet they puff
and snort and push and tug aad are unable
to move SIX, consecutive feet -Apon a level.
Unless tha storm abat' soon / shall not be
surprised to read this letter n The World on
the fourth of July. Four trains are snory-
bound lA,the bleak Sierrss. The passengers
will long have cause to renlember their trip
across the continent in thu spring of 1871.
A TERRIFIC ADVENTURE.
This evening met Mr.. Ta-boy, one of the
gentlemen who accompanied the snow
plough, which is now wracked lust beyond
here, and who nearly lost mis- life when the
plOuga jumped the track. His story of the
adventure is interesting. and L transcribe i
for year benefit. Mr.. ,Barhoy said: / stood
with my teeth clenched, my fingers grasping
the 1ie-rope and my ewes fairly starting
from. the sockets. / held my breath and
wondered If the thing would ever stop.
Ones.only l ventured TO. look around. The
sight was awful. Ths great, black engines,
their tops almost even with the high banks
OF snow, were rushing on in hot pursuit,
aNd screaming out their delight in the sport
in tones which shock the earth and echoed
ter miles in the mighty gorges through
which we sped With unslackened
speed the plough rushed on to Blue Can
yon. There, stiff with cold, my face cut and
lacerated by the Sercely driven show, my
neck and hair filled with fleece, descended
from the plough and mounted to the first
engine to thaw myself out. the great
plough rushed along, rounding the steep
embankment at Dutch Flat Ditch. We had
just passed it when saw the huge structure
in front sway like a drunken man. Some
! bouy cried, "She's offi' There was rush
for safety. The engine gave short, sharp,
! frightened seream-there was thud, a
heavy surge to the right, a violent shock
and then there came crash. Every body
obeyed natures first law-the instinct oil
! self-preservation. / made one frantic leap
through the window and sprarg wildly into
the snow. came out all right, but don't
! want to reneat the exneriment in q hnrrv