The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-07-13

fireman reached for the cord, and again . series of short sharp whistles sounded. On the train plunged into the night, roaring through snowsheds and over iron bridges So fast was the train travelling that the rush of air could be heard by the passengers. Wherever there was snow drift the train would break through 1t like hurricane Faster and faster, for now they are mounting to the highest point of the pass where the air was coldest, steam was not plentiful and Edwards had the lever in the corner and the throttle wide open. The greatest speed his engine was capable of had been attained, and Edwards could but watch the rails In front of him and keep his hands on the throttle. The phantom train was gaining; he could go no faster, he was helpless Around the shelves Of high mountains and along the ridge of lofty hills, over deep aroyos, through long snow sheds the race tinued the very landscape was closing behind the train like a cloud; the mountains seemed to recede rapidly, but all the while the spectre train WAS gaining ground. The wind arose and sighed, and from the north heavy clouds began to drift south ward The pilot struck slight snow bank and hurled 1t a hundred feet high.
 terrific storm was soon in progress, the furies of which seemed to concentrate on the fleeing passenger train On into the night the trains swept spectre and passenger like bolts Of lightning pur- suing another through the sky Edwards sighted & bridge that reported weak, passed 1t safely, and having by this time crossed the summit was now on the down grade. Sleeper 1t became and when one particularly heavy hill was reached, Edwards was guilty of running the grade without applying the air brakes. Soon he sighted the switch. No. l9 was not there and, with a madness born of excitement, he went tearing by like the wind. Another series of short, sharp whistles and instant later the engineer a red lantern swinging in the right of way. He was running down grade, the thought of No. l9 ahead, the mysterious train behind, and trained mechanic he instinctively applied the air. The wheels stopped revolving, but the train was still running over the snowy rails. Far ahead he observed light, shadowy fantastic forms and the train drew nearer, he saw that they repairing the track. They were spirits, and the next minute flying toward the ghosts on the track passed through the crowd of 10 or 12, reached the curve beyond and Edwards ventured backward glance. He saw the phantom train run to & broken rail- the engine ran off on to the ties, and second later the heavy freight pitched down the embaDkment and moment later vanished Written in the frost of the iremans window the following, in peculiar hand
 "Yeers ago frate train was rocked as you saw now that yu saw 1t, we will never make another run. The enjine not ounder cantrol and four sexshun men wor killed. If yu on this road again yu will be recked."
 Edwards passed Mo- l9 at the second switch, reached Green river st o'clock the next morning, an hour ahead of time, and left the Rio Grande that day. The following evening he went to Salt Lake and is considered one of the most trustworthy men in their employ. The phantom has not been seen since that eventful night