The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1890-05-27
AN LIAR.
He Tells a Yarn the Like of Which has
Never Before Been Heard.

Among the recently ~invigorated liars
Of the town is n who has Just returned
from a session with ozone in Colorado,
says the Omaha WOrld-R Herald. 1t was
his first trip through the mountains and
he was much affected by the feats of en-
gineering skill there manifested, as wit
ness the following:
4 had heard of the curve on the
Pennsylvania, where according to the
time-card schedule, the engineer is OBJ
liged to lean out of his cab and exchange
tobacco with the brakeman On the rear
end, so as to give the passengers some
thing to talk about, and now l believe 1t.
There was an old, honest, horny-handed
miner rode over the road out OF Denver
with me and he told me several things.
Once while we were being jerked around
the edge of the mountains and coul1 o
out from under the roots OF our hair at
the track opposite in the valley he told
me a tale. Said he:
"'That yere track down yam is the one
we're onto, but we won't tech 1t for an
hour. We run up the ravine an down
the side of the mountain al double back.
Down thar is wher' Jim Lyle saved the
pay-master O. the road
"'How? | inquired.
cit were this way: The pay-master's
car was hitched onto the hind end O the
freight train, his own engine havin' had
a little trouble with her runnin' gear an
bein' abandoned fer awhile up the road.
Well, the train was snortin' and crawlin'
aroun' the mountain, when all of a sud
den the back brakeman comes runnin' up
an yells to jim:
"'Pull put! Pull out! They's a gang
O. r~ustlers has caught the engine an are
humpin' after US! Pull!'"
well, Jim Lyle noticed that. He
seen at wunst that the engine had been
fixed up an that the r~ustlers had took her
to ketch him an git the dust in the pay
masters car, so de pulled out right peart
an tried to OUTRAGE 'em, but it want no
go. They KEEP gittin' up on him.
"'Pretty 500 he struck the beginnin'
o. this yere curve. He didn't slack a
breath an the conductor come rushin' up
an bellered:
""Fer Gods sake, what kin we do ?
If we run this we'll climb a rail"
"'" Sallright, said Jim Lyle. eff I
c~alclate rightly that cars saved" an he
gave her another pull out an just as we
reached right here he jerked her wide
open. Then we see what was what.
Lookin' back I, bein' on the train, seen
the last coach go up in the air, there was
a jerk, an away over into the canyon she
went
lowell, where does the salvation of
the coach come in? 1 asked. Il don't
see any particular advantage in being
spilled over a mountain-side and being
shot by train robbers
"'Now, don't git frisky, said the old
man. I'm tellin' this yere an 1 amt
done. That there coach, as l say, sailed
over offin the track just like the hind boy
did when yon used to play "crack the
whip" at school. 1t aoated down as
nice as you please an lit on the track be-
low in the valley, an with the force it
was slung rolled ten miles to the next
station. When we got there it was in on
the sidin' an we pulled by, an when the
light engine load of r~uStlerS come bullin'
along the t~ownspeople was waitin' fer
'em an the new cemetery was started in
good shape