The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1877-11-07

oyOu. lutiC tut eAPIcsS NOW,
added Joe, as the whistle of No. 10
sounded, and the train vent thunder
ing by. Let's get aboard at once.
| must make up for lost ttime.n
Very well Ill just get on my
coat aud be on the engine ia two
minutes" Aud Mark Aaldon hur-
ried out
Good by. .ennie.7 said Joe. Il
mus: be Of
Joe, she hesitated, II half wish
you were not going to take that
man p
Joe started
"Why n
Il don't know | don't feel salts
fed"
"Pshaw, Jennie Mark never
harmed any one but himself, and be
couldn't harm me if be wanted to. /
guess / run the engine, don't /, little
girl p
Please don't take him ~
And keep my train standing here
all night aud be discharged to-mor-
row morning! Nonsense | must
clear the track, darling. You forgot
that there was another express yet
You don't want collision, do you
Good by, Jennie"
Take care Of yourself, Joe,'' she
said. pale and troubled. and almost
tryieg to detain him. Don't leave
your engine a minute :
He laughed
II never do. Agsins. the rules.p
A few minutes later freight No. 90
was on its 9ay Joe at his aecus
toned post and Mark in bis old Of
Gee of fireman 4
Now, whst's the instructions, /
J Joe Z" said Marx, much more cheer
fully, bis spirits rising with the speed |
they were making as they tore along
through the dismal night
We'll, we 90 on as hard as We |
can till We reach Clear Spring, and
there We pull over TO the south sid.
iDg and let No. so express pass, and /
then we have the right of way all the
rest of the route
After Clear Spring there is no /
siding Till we reach Apsley Junction,
seven niles beyondi /"
"SoGe. We wait sixteen minutes, |
il necessary. at Clear Spring re-
piled Joe, decisively.
"All right By-the-way, | haven't
had a drind to-fay. l brought a
flask along,n said Mark, producing
the article and unscrewing the top, |
which formed cup. Take nip
cold nigbt-won't burt you"
Joe shook his head.
II never touch it when | am on !
duty
90noe aud while won't hurt you, |
Joe. It's good stuff, and can do you |
no harm"
well. perhaps one drink won't
hurt. Your health"
Three minutes afterwards be was
as unable Of exercising bis faculties as
if be had swallowed a quart His
brain reeled, his sight became dim,
bis limbs relaxed, and be fell helpless |
upon the bench tuilt against the side
of the cab
A lurid triumph filed the heart of
Mark Maldon. He flung the bottle
out Of the window and seized the han
die that governed the movements of
the locomotive.
Il have owed you a long debt. |
Joe - be shouted above the roar of
the wheels, "and now | can pay you !
10 compound interest," You took |
everything from me and made me
what | am, and now fate gives NE
my revenge :"
"Joe was incapable of moving. but
bis senses in some degree still re-
NAMED.
What are you going TO do?' he
gasped
You shall see"
The wretch pulled the lever, and
the engine leaped suddenly as a !
horse bounds when pricked with c
spur. Every pound of steam she
could bear with safety from instants-
neous explosion was put oD, and the
train dashed forward at lightning
speed.
"l.emember Clear Spring siding :"
gssped Joe, hardly conscious
II shall remember to pass it,"
yelled Marx, with demoniac joy, !
ebcye the clatter snd crashing of |
such mighty mscbinery. II looked !
into V ur home tonight, Joe Thurs
ton, aud saw your happiness, and
then asked myself where was my
home and where my happiness.
saw your wife-the woman | loved,
and Of whom you robbed me. 1t
was a comfortable reaection-sll
that love and peace for you, all the |
shame and despair fer me. My |
chance to get even came before |
dreamed oft You are in my power |
now, and iii use it. We both die
to night"
He stopped aud seized Tburston's
watch. ae et
Every minute brings US nearer to
death. Hs, ba! We are at Clear
Spring already" be cried, glaneing
out; "but We don't stop. No, no.
We 60 en- till We smash into the
express, and be ground to atoms "
This horrible design seemed to
sober Joe somewhat; be at least conf
pretended it.
my God t. Mark, have mercy" he
groaned; think Of my poor wife. Re-
verse the engine or We are lost.o
Il do think Of your wife, an d that
nerves me TO go to my death, smiling