The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1891-10-30

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others yelled and screamed, cursed
and prayed. at is almost upon
us! Lord, help us!''
lhey were now running at a
frighlful speed. The heavy train.
jerking from side TO siGe along the
road, seemed like fugitive flee.
' ing for its lie.
Faster, faster, ever faster, they
ran, but nearer, nearer. ever near
er. came the runaway engine.
The frightened passengers now
began TO leap from the windows.
or jump from the platforms.
They flew like balls through the
air, and went whirling down the
embankments - that is, the men
did.
The women never budged. Some
swooned, some prayed, some threw
themselves about their male com
panions and wildly begged them TO
save them.
These hapless wrelchcs sal some
weak with fright, some swore, some
wept, and some burst from the de.
iaining grasp of their female COM
panions. and jumped off, as has al
ready been told.
The drummer did This. He cast
off Jenny's arms with unnecessary
violence, and then he burst out
window and was gone.
He went hurting through the air
like a new sort of cannon bali. He
struck the earth half way down
the embankment, and rolled to the
bottom, plowing up the ground a,
he did.
Before Jenny could take il in, he !
had vanished, for The flying train
had borne her on. But when she
did, she felt shocked at his deser
tiOn.
To think that he should leave
her such a time! II die they
must, why not die together? John
would never have acted so q! Never
Oh, John! Oh, John!
Then she thought of Mckee at
the engine. All their hope of es-
cape rested on him! As she re-
membered how she had treated
him, sickenlng feeling of shame
and fright, queerly blended togeth-
Ell, came over her.
She looked out of the window,
and saw him looking back, his face
quite white aud sci, watching their
prrsuer.
Mckee stood with his hand on
the throttle Of his engine, desper- !
ate but cool. The officials knew I
their man when they put him a
there. Z
He turned on all The steam he
could, and trees and houses by the o
seemed to fly by him in n
mass. u
But strain and strain as they 0
night, the pursuing engine gained s.
teadily on them, n
lie thought of the girl IN the O
ear car. He looked out of the el
window and saw the engine nearly "
n them. The sides of the long 9!
rain were a mass of weaving heads ~
nd hands. lie saw Jenny hang. "
~ out of a window. "Oh, John nc
'h, John for Gods sake, save ia
le," she exclaimed. vi
The engine was nearly on them. IN
The engine had reached her TOP OF
)eed-she could 90 no faster. es
The runaway neared ihem-was M
D them-struck them--and STOP 30
ed. Her steam was exhausted. oy
he had run to the last gasp. an
But The train hurried on like gu e'i
ealure struggling for life. Grad. sp' p
lilly she diminished her speed, gu ,
en- slowed up and stopped. ne
They were saved Nv le
The rescued passengers dashed ~"
It. They laughed. They wept.
ley embraced each other.
''John John !" cried they. "But ~
r Mckee we would have been m omo'
ST." sIe
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They crowded around him as cd
leaped from his engine. ae
But his GOODNESS was gone now. a +,
. shook and staggered like onl
unken man. They seized him wo
py hugged him; shook his ma
nds; kissed him. so
ais Jennie safe y he asked in a anc
sky voice. cd
All eyes turned ON her. The CO. The
ct in Jennie had died Of sheer ma
ght. She now came forward, the
ltched the engineers gTimy neo
nd and kissed il. wil
MY hero! My herol' she sob inf,
4 in burst oi hysterical JOY. The
But John turned away, covering oni
face with hIs hands. the
oh, John Oh, John!' sobbed The
, and something in The tone of ac;,
+ voice rewarded Mckee for all viii
had endured. l. a
)ne OF the crew now manned The
} runaway engine. The monster Ru,
5 quite helpless. Then the train ma,
yan slowly 10 back, pushing ,o7I,
ir late pursuer before it. Stop Is a
e every now and then they Cir
ked up their casiaways, some RI,
llsed, some with bones broken,
none killed. 9
he drummer had his leg irac- of '
ed, his eve bunged, and a cut a
oss his face that marred his sIee
luty. fPs
But strange enough Jenny did =.
view him with as much pity as me
In did. His selfish cowardice spsl