Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-03-15

out tonight, do you, Mr.. Dunlap?"
eyes, we're marked out on number
nine"
That's so;' I remember taking the
order now. You're to have the 242.
That's Jack Blonson's engine, isn't it ?"
yes" was the reply, in such dry
tone that the operator turned with an
amused smile and said:
Il don't believe you love your neigh
Dor Bronson as yourself.
Cant say that 1 do" replied the
young man. Then, as though moved
by a sudden impulse, he stepped to the
side of the rosy checked operator and,
bending down until his mustache3 al
most brushed her ear, exclaimed:
Dora - Miss Cheney, l mean-1
can't bear to see you treat that Jack
Bronson Just as friendly as you do me
any longer. I want you all TO myself,
for l love you, Dora"
"Do sit down, Mr.. Dunlap" Faid
Dora. "Some one will come in This
is so very unexpected, and besides,
you know, Pm already Good.
evening, Mr.. Bronson!"
The door had suddenly opened, re-
vealing the astonished faces of Jack
Bronson and Ironsides, the night
operator.
Charley" said Ironsides. as he
stepped in and shook the water from
his dripping hat, 81 saw yer partner,
Shanty, as | came along and he told
me to tell you to come down to the
car"
Charley pulled his cap over his eyes
and hurried out, wild with mortifca-
ton and despair. So they were al
ready engaged. were they? He turned
toward the river, with vague notion
of throwing himself into its turbid
waters, but changed his mind and
started back to his way car. Reach
ing the car, he bolted in and flung him.
self upon locker with dismal groan.
Shanty was lying upon his back on
the opposite side of the car, smoking
vigorously. He was man who never
troubled himself about the affairs of
others but he conduct of his partner
was so extraordinary that he stopped
smoking, raised himself upon his elbow.
and, after gazing a moment in speech
less wonder, inquired:
"W'at's tho matter?"
"Nothin'."
"Git tired?"
"No."
SCOT the colic?"
"No-oh, no."
well, what in thunder does all ye?"
"Are You a friend of mine?" asked
Charley, impressively, suddenly start
ing up.
Shanty's only answer was look of
astonishment.
"You see," went on Charley, 81 told
Dora loved her-I mean--Jack Bron-
son--confound it. they're goin' to he
married." he concluded. in aesper-
alton.
"Well-you-are-a-dandy," drawl-
ed Shanty, in tone of whitening con-
tempt. @D'ye mean to let that din
ner-table railroad man cut We out like
that?"
"How can help it?"
Lick him"
Lick him! I'll break him in two.
But I'm afraid that won't help the mat
ter any"
Shanty was prevented from express
ing his views upon this point by the
entrance of the conductor with the
announcement that it was leaving
time
AS soon as Irons1des made lis tardy
appearance Dora had encased herself
in waterproof and rubbers, and, &c
companied by Jack Bronson, started
home. Jack was not at all pleased
with the scene he had witnessed upon
entering the telegraph Office, and de-
termined to intimate to Dora that the
frequent presence of that brakeman in
the telegraph office was very
distasteful to him; but Dora pratt
tied on SO prettily that he hadn't
the heart to chide her. BY the time
they had reached the Cheney mansion
and were seated before a bright fire,
he had nearly made up his mind to let