Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-12-18

are mighty trying on machine, now tell ye. before ye get half through; and nigh on to the end you don't know what minute the poor old creature may break her heart on ye. l looked the Sagamore over as I took her out O the shop-I always do that with my own eyes; but if had known what we were to try on, I'd given those connecting rods more attention. We used to wedge them on the wheels; you have seen the steel keys? Now" lays they are fastened in the shops so the men can't wedge them too tight, every station or two. It is this new way of fastening that causes the ringing noise you now hear as the big drive-wheels pass you. Did you never notice?
 "Well, 1 soon began to feel of her wind. She was not long in making that f1reman's box too uneasy for my general manager. He danced like toy man. Then he closed the window ahead. Then he shut the one at his side, though they rattled open, and he lost his hat. which the fireman caught on the bag gage-car brake; but MT. Manager could not let go his clutch on the seat to replace his hat The hat was all coal dust, any way, so it was put into the tool-chest. Now we were just flying. I never took my eyes of the iron, but out of the corners of my eyes saw how distressed he was. He undertook to holler something, but paid no atten- tion. The fireman showed in the sprink- lings fine; he knew exactly how. Fir ing is half the battle in big run. We'll, we were going so well that was afterward told the paymaster's car, which we were pulling home, could not keep the dinner dishes on the table No, sirI Twice, going round curves, every dish the boys had was swept on the floor. If we had had dining-cars in those days, wouldn't the soup have been spilled!"
 "Ishould have thought your conductor might have interfered," suggested. I expected he would," was the re- ply. But as time went on, and our rate grew simply fearful on the passen- gers. knew well enough that the con- ductor had been scolded as woll as the rest of us. No; he told me afterwards that he simply sat down and said his 1 prayers. But to go on; I saw that we had made up twenty-eight minutes, then thirty, then thirty-three-being ing only seven minutes behind. But there W0 QuuRs 0u0 COu1u uO1 AHCE0dS0 her lead, do my best.
 't1 knew then tn at we should soon be- | gin to lose again, for she was heating. Whether the boxes were lugging on the cars or engine I could not be sure. Then, too, it might have been the curves, at all events we were lugging and losing. We fell off l calculated some five minutes, when we struck the ora1 o | straight track there. and l pulled her as we dashed into the steam and dark ness of that long hole. In there you can't see any thing but signals. The Sangamore answered me for just one plunge. But the next instant, crash! God help me! The whole side of the cab was flying in splinters. I knew what that meant. I jumped from my seat in front of the fire-box. There, under my seat, was, the general man. ager. He had been mercifully knocked | in instead of out, but he was senseless. My drivers held their rod yet, but knew the strain could not last long without snapping that rod, too, as could not find the throttle to shut her of. It was SO queer about that l ing to find it; kept turning to the left. I thought I had an extra eye just over my ear, and my other two eyes were blind. That new eye showed mo Q beautiful clear light, but not tho throt- tie. Round and round that fearful steel hammer, tho broken rod, kept crashing and tearing out, the shreds of the cab on that side. Then the other one twisted. which threw old Sagamore plump into the granite wall. We were all piled up there, dark as pitch all about, and finally still. Now, the curi' ous thing about it all is that with my new eye over my ear actually read the time by my watch, and we were only seven minutes late. Yes, sir, we had made up thirty-three minutes in the seventy-four miles, slow-ups and stops included; and minute more would have brought us to the station. I jus
 yelled: 'How's that, old English?" and
 my new eye seemed to go out in dark
 ness."
 The new eye was the result of 8 fear
 full gash on the side of the head, from
 the effects of which the poor man lin
 gered on the borders of death for weeks
 That postponed the wedding. Th'
 peculiar effect of that blow on the heat
 the writer can not explain, but the fac that he read his watch correctly is sub stantiated by the conductor of the train
 of whom asked information.
 "Were there many injured?' added in the pause that followed his conclu ston.--A
 ''Don't ask me-yes. Thank God I'r ) alivel Now Mollie," addressing hi wife, who just entered, "1've told tha story for the last time, except in m prayers. ."-Emory J. Haynes. D. D., i