The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-01-26

Going up the road the other day, witt
the broad and aecollette bosom of Lake
Pepln glstening in the crisp air and pul
satlng beneath the bright, declining sun,
and swiftly darling by the historic Maiden
Rock from which the beautiful but plainlv
educated Indian girl leapt to her death.
falling to the cruel rocks below with the
low, dull plash of disheveled egg on the
broad brow of lecturer, | thought of
those dear old days when Minnehaha had
not been embalmed in song and inter.urban
lots between ST. Paul and Minneapolis
could be bought for string of glass beads.
even as William Penn purchased the state
of Pennsylvania.
1t was in Pennsylvania only a short
time ago that we met, running out of AL
toona, the Justly celebrated conductor who
can extend his ears like a Eack-in- the box.
at VIII. L do not recall his name but I do
remember that after / had asked him
something about whether we were late or
not several times, he held his head down to
my lips and shot his ear out at me like the
warm, dank nose Of baby elephant. He
has national reputation that way, it
seems, but did not know it. Others who
knew both OF US enjoyed the meeting very
much. Since that have been less induisi-
tive about trains. One can hardly realize
how strange the sensation is when he is
greeted in that way by one to whom he has
no letter of introduction
l ! also took ride out of PHILADELPHIA in
Athe cab of locomotive engine later on.
NJ was the Henry Z. Shaw of the Balti
More 81 Ohio, and had to get up at 6
O'Clock a. m. to do it, but as I went to bed
at :4S, having been to the Union League
club to see some friends the evening be-
fore, who had detained me, it did not mat
ter. Securing pound of cotton waste-I
DO not mean this in the society sense. for
that KIND of cotton waste has little to do
with this letter. went down to the B. &,
o. depot, and looking once more at NV
little volume of mechanical terms so that
L could talk intelligibly with the
engineer; cIambered up the front stoop
of the cab. We rode out to Chester and
back. That is all l know about it. I
heard roar, hiss, a snort, whistle.
a ring, the quick rumble of the pilot.
the gasp of the mud valve, the low vibra
tIpn of the crown sheet, the surging of the
~ eff, the sigh of the monkey wrench.
aid we were off.
s'Is not the life of the engineer one of
extreme perilH' l asked Harry S. Burial. |
eur handsome engineer. He did not hear
me, Tor 1t was suburban train, and as we |
were quite busy stopping and starting he |
VOTED not what said
''And, as we say in England, do you not |
enter with hearty zest, after a while upon !
this jolly life as you gayly tool your trap
L.
like perdition beating tan bark.''
At that moment the rudy fireman. Mr.
j. h. Metzgar, swung wide the fire door,
opening X. y. E., ran poker into the hot
nav of the engine, letting out flame
which reached for my 1.-THE and gazelle like
limbs, gently scorching the embroidery at
the base Of my DR.. Jigger underwear,
roared at the top of its lungs and drowned
my voice.
And do you not at times have to throw
her over and run for the woodbox or Jerk
the poor child of some unknown Pennsyl- f.,
v2nia duke from the track, handing her
pxck to her parents unscathed and receiv-
fNg g. so therefor, at the same time getting
lad on for thirty days for not keeping out
OF the way of the regular through express,
besides having to pay for Pullman car.
which is worth far more tnan a child, es-
peclally where it was a poor child with
several brothers and sisters And do you
not think, seriously, that child or two.
more or less. especially among working
people, should have little to do with the
time of trans 2"
At this point was quite eXhaused and /
so was the engine. So the engineer did NOT t
hear me. took off my plug hat, put out t
little fire that had started on top and said.
az suppose you have loved ones who rec '
ognize. your whistle and at night put e
lamp in the window two times if well. V
three times for Group, four times for '
worms and Eve times to indicate buck b
for breakfast u I
He pulled the hand of the under feed s
throttle ard threw a large lump of btu
minous coal at dog who was not of gentle
birth as we scooted into tunnel, and all
conversation was drowned in the turmoil 7
of an echoing yell and screech and roar and y
spit and double shuttle as the eccentric I
chased the drawhead over the swift flying !.
cylinder escapement with doubly echoed :
like that of Wall street on a :,
busy day. So he lost that remark. !.
But oh, SIR" j exclaimed to the fireman, ?
who loves a beautiful girl named Annie,
can you not tell me something brave and
beautiful that you have done, something
hat l can make dear little story of and q
'rint, something that will bring tears to = !,
yes unused to weep. something that / can .
,utsu the holiday number of a nice paper :.
vfFa pictures in It. Did you never save
~ nnes''
Yves" he said, as he mopped his brow