San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-05

| when the two locomotives were pass
ing another, they both tipped over,
| and here comes the point. The mag
Mite attraction of the engines was 80
great as to draw one another entirely
over, but SO closely did the magnets
hold the engine to the rails, that the
rails and ties under both locomotives
were torn up out of the road bed.
How's that?"
A deep and deathly silence fell over
the group of interested hearers. The
handsome conductor twisted his
moustache, q credulous old woman
looked as though she felt proud of
the wonderful achievements of sci
ence. an old country hodger fe-
rociously stroked his wbiskers, as if
,regretting that such bland lying
would be permitted in public
places, and the old one-leg
ged porter who sat brows-
ing I'm the corner, evidently moved
by the sudden silence, sang out most
musically, "San Marcos! change cars
for Lock hart!"
The irate freight clerk, who was
evidently sorely disappointed in the
cold and skeptical manner in which
his story was received, picked up
piece OF coal and was about to remind
the unconsciously sarcastic reporter
that he was not on moving train,
when some men entered the room
bearing between them fireman who
had broken his leg in jumping from
an engine. The injured man was
removed to hotel near by and the
inf nf
stored.
Two ladies started the conversation
concerning the poor man, how he
must suffer, how horrible it was to
behold such 3 sight. With smile
at the woman's expression Of horror,
the conductor turned to his partner,
remsrkiug, "Poor woman, 1 should
hate her 70 see the sights We railroad
rnen sometimes see-the cOrpses,
mangied and torn to shreds. 1t would
be the death of the average woman
to undergo the experience l once
underwent on one of my trips. The.
conductor spoke in low voice to "
friend and no one noticed him, but
as he untolded his thrilling tale, he
grew animated, his features told the
very words his tongue would utter.
I he sign OF fear and horror were
written holder and clearer upon his
handsome face, then could be chalked
or spoken. Quick and graceful were
his movements, and his whole form
rever berated in she climax of the stu
alton, thus gaining for him one by
one the groupe, until finally evNY
man and woman leaned over with
anxious suspense to catch the tale his
features told, and hear it verified by
his easy tongue.
ut was on my run from San An
tonic to Taylor, / remember the fine
spring day 30 well. All was smooth
and easy, but in spite of my assurance
that all was well, 1 had presen timentS1
of something dreadful happenipgN
as though the train should wreck and
lives should be lost. We had just
pulled out of New Braunfels and were
a bout to cross the large iron bridge
that spans the Guadalupe. The train
moved on very slowly. The feeling of
unrest grew on me and / walked
ahead to see if all Was straight at the
bridge. However, just as l reached
the engine. Iheard dreadful crash
ing, as though of bones. Looking
l.
man head, bloody and bloated, roll
down before my feet. By the God
that slght-the eyes, sharp and ex-
pressive. sent forth keen and tor
turing look that stuug me to my very
soul. Just then it rolled down the
embankment. Turning my attent ton
to the track, noticed body moving
and twitching as though pinched in
hell of agony. L snatched it in q
second from under the wheels, and
unconsciously helped ii to its feet.
With one hand the headless man
held and pressed my hand and with
the other he clutched my shoulder,
then spoutIng the warm blood from
the veins of his neck, the headless
man or corpse, sank with horrible
culver TO the ground and rolled
down the mbankment alongside his
head. BY heaven, it was a sight and
q sensation" he continued. IL might
go for ages through an eternal hell
and behold myriads of roasting men,
women and infants, but tell
you Terrab, L could never
have such foul, loathing
sensation as 1 had when 1 beheld
this literal picture of disgust incar-
nate. Nor can imagine a thing more
horrible or a sight more Internal
poor, unfortunate man though he
was-than that days experience,
which will ever remain blot of hor-
ror as long as life and memory in me
last. So help me God, it is the
TRUTH
Throughout the graphical relation
of his experience, the handsome con-
ductor had lost sight of all the world;
he was speaking solely to his
friend, and those about him, listening
IN Ahnnnh lifo dnnnndnd ~, A.