Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1877-03-08

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life under, canvas, his preseh
home happiness, and the bright
eyed, blithe- hearted ones tha
were waiting there to welcom,
bir,,,ia wpna sog ss,qggs ~ snc
s9saThe life of an engibeersaa h,
said, ''bas its'ups and downs ttb'
same as any other, and is fun Of
danger and airequiresea a b sharl
lookout and strong Land and
! quick decision. / know one il
never safe, and my Jennie otter
talks Of what narrow escapes L VI
had ,sand Ishivers as she thinks
how others have been killed run.
Hipg over this very road.p0Hi 500
su"Why don't you give it up?p y
10 SWELL, there's an O excitement
aboutit bike, and the pay is GER
tain, though it aren't swhat ii
oughtto be, considering the risks
we'haYe to run and how we ev-
er carry our lives in our hands,
as. one might say Keep a sharp
lookoub jack (To. the fire.
man. 81 remember we'll rum
ming over this very, section on
such a night as this, some three
years ago. and going smash
through, the culvest over the
Big Stony, and breaking things
generally Engine, tender, and
half "a dozen cars were stove
and piled up together, my fire.
man killed, and / was dragged
out from under the wreck, pret-
-ty badly scared and used up.
But my time hadn't come. yet,
and l was soon on the road aa-
gain, and''t t--- ai.laga.a. as,.sa.
|. Something on, the track!
Loo&s like somebody waving a
lantern, ant but the sleet, is SO thick
| cant rightly make # oqt,''
shouted the fireman, s.s,as..s..
John 44althrop sprang. to his
post, made . the, whistle shrek
like an imprisoned and tortured
fiend, reversed ,l the engine and
whistled on onlor brakes. But his
trained eye instantly saWsthat
it would be Of no use-that he
ear could net check the headway
OF the heavy loaded train in
time hnmle 70 avert running: oye., the
9bject, be what it might, for the
track was so narrow and walled
in in by high embankments that
escape was impossible. Be-
sides, they were upon the
Something upon the tract" be-.
fore they were aware of it, .hay-
ing just rounded a sharp curve.
@There is my home," gasbed
John Lathrop, pointing out in
to the gleom ssThe Big Stony
is just ahead,d ard-Oh, my
God! if the ciiitert. should have
given way, and my boy come to
give me warning?n.i ai .,ssssif |
"H our home 5fonr sboy2p
echoed the tramp. s7g baa s9dia
: ''Great Hcaveni yes,''l and
the strong. man became un-
nerved and robbed Of Adhesion.
1T is a boy!" shouted the.
fireman; "and, may God have
rponahim, l bclieveLit is.
your John!"a a1sF aaa s58o12
The passenger said nothing, |
but a wild determination flashed |
from his eyes oas he arose, /
climbed out along the side Of
the .monster en9ine--a Jaeger
nant immense enough to have |
crushed hundreds at a time be-
neeath it's ponderogs wheels.
Tr[.hp Then the mid dayrlike sum
beams Of the headlight streamed
ont and made all plain to him,
despite the thick sleet and dark
ness. II
2 He saw (and' a shivear other !
than that produced by the cold I
passed, pas d, through thnrooppgbha hin) boy |
directly ahead il. the }
deep cut, waving .aalanterh !
whose blood-red globe shone +
ike an evil eye. Though Still
1T a little distance, he seemed |
directly under footsatp.dI about |