Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-05-08

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I in his tones. at took me or
r long hour to obstruct the guar,
: In twenty minutes, or less perhap
: you'll see the Red Birds head-ligl
up the cut"
"Villain !" she said, "if TIL
track is not clear when l see th
headlight, I'll drive a bulle
through your brain You kno'
what to do! Twill talk no longer
Covered by her revolver as h
was, Morgan Duke, the static
master, dotted his coat and fell +
work.
Ytol never took her eyes from
him, and the silvery moon tina
rested over the cut showed hi
every movement. He was on th,
pile Of ties, hurling them, one b,
one, with the strength Of a modern
Samson upon the not overwidt
grade. He worked for life, for ht
knew when the laundering train
was due, and a glance at the CIR
on the track told him that she
would certainly STAY him If he did
not do her bidding.
Once she said to him, as he
paused for breath before attacking
the ties which he had driven into
the guard:
81 never thoughtthis of you, Nor
gan Duke. When rejected you, I
thought you would bear it like a
man."
He replied not, but glanced at
his watch.
"Half past twelve I" he said.
"To work I" was the stern COM
mand, and Ytol, stepping forward,
brought the revolver nearer his
head.
"He tugged at the ties with great
strength, and large drops of
perspiration stood boldly out on his
forehead.
81 can't move them" he said, at
asst turning upon Ytol.
"You must !" was the reply.
81 drove them in with the sledge."
81 did not hear the sound"
at was deadened by my coat"
The girls face grew paler than
yer, and she glanced fearfully up
he cut.
"Take them out !" she said, sud
lenly "the train is coming. Il
Ieard it."
The villainous station-master
eard the numbering, and again
urned to the ties.
"You have your CHOICE" Ytol
aid to him. "a bullet or an un-
bstructed track !"
She watched him as woman never
'atcehd man before. She knew
nat he was doing all that could be
one to undo his wicked work, and
lille she watched her heart grew
ill beneath the rumble of the ex-
ress.
HELL soon call me-" she said to
erself. "Tbere! there u
The familiar shrieks cleft the
Dol October air, but they brought
o Joy to her heart. She was not
the old window beside the light
E loved to hail from his engine.
erhaps she would be the first to kiss :
Is cold brow beneath the stars in
wynne's Cut. She almost shout
for JOY when she saw the first ,
3 drawn by the desperate man.
"Quick /! the sledge! break the {
,ardw she cried. s
Goods never thought of thatr
ID the next moment he was shat ,
ring the long guard with the ,
,avy iron hammer.
At last the last piece was broken, q
ID he thrust the other ties down q
to the long opening he had made. n
Morgan Duke stepped from the
ack and threw himself upon the
zap of disordered ties, utterly
:hausted. He saw triumph in the n
RS eyes, and watched her as the 6
ain came on. ?
0 for strength to hurl her upon n
Q track and beneath the wheels {
the laundering train! Her P
volver had ceased to cover him, c
1t he could not have lifted c
lid. Il
The train passed by! Ytol saw j.
n lovers face for q moment, and II
exclamation, OF thankfulness n
elled from her heart. He was 4
fe, and the precious lives that he 4
FRIED westward had escaped Nor /
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