Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-08-08
A BAGGAGE SMASHER

Between the stories Of Conductor Tom
Pope and Sandy MoTougal, backed by
Sandy McTougn's friends, one gets n
pretty good idea Of sandy's remarkable
adventure with voice, or, ~ Sandy
terms II, with tho doyil IN box.
Tom Pope Is conductor and McTougnl
Is baggage master on tho Air line,
which runs from tho Atlantic ocean TO
"thc middle Of next week"
"Most astonishing thing, that hunt OF
sandy'a for voice." said tho conductor,
the other night.
"Umph!' grunted Sandy, "that may
be- yer way OF loolsin Mt It. but | call It
digrin for the devil, and fndin him."
"Aro you going to tell this story In.
quircd the conductor.
"Not by long chalk" MeTougal m.
sworcd.
Then Tom narra,cs, md worry prcttily
too, how ho and Sandy were transferred
20 night runs In August last, and how
lonely tho baggage man became because
he was cut oil from fellows TO listen TO
his stories aud offer him cigars.
"You alters smoked en-, Tom" inter.
ruptod Sandy. II don't smoke, so
know"
II did get n good many puffs that
way, I'll admit faid tine conductor.
"Thoy wcro about the only thing Sandy
ever gave that could get any light out
Of
"Are you telling this story asked
McTougal. "If 80. toll g."
"Sandy was lonely and miserable"
continued his friend. Nobody talked
to him or gave him quarter for not
smashing their baggage, so he took TO
brown studies and maps between stations,
Tho night Of his voice businesa'--
"Dovil, tell YOU" cries Sandy
abruptly.
"Was n crowded one" continues Pope,
without noticing the interruption. Ills
car was jam full Of luggage
"And tho more trunks Sandy has on
board the crosser he gets. There was q
camp meeting ON q Bwitch.oif track, and
at tho junction picked up q lot o: mob
by passengers who wcro leaving fol
other places Of amusement, and ther,
was no ond Of trunks.'
"MoTougal got things into shapt
about II o'clock. l reckon, and rs there's
part OF tho run whore it's good houi
betwocn stations he got ready for 1
snooze. Hc picked ont the sof,cst trunl
In the pile on which TO pillow his head
tilted back his chair Yytl his feet ON thu
rounds. pulled his hat over his face an,
went TO sleep How's that, Macy'
"Quite koorcct." responds the bag
gage master.
"vory we'll; then you toll It for awhile
wasn't there. you know"
at didn't seem = II I'd been aslecl
moron u minute begins Sandy, "whei
there was u lively jump Of tho car an
sort Of come to lfo with jerk. AZ tn
same time | heord, rs II way on, u nois
like some onc a-talkin. But though
twas brakeman outside, an was jo,
a.dozin off again when right at my oai
IN u thin, sharp voice, su'thin said, 'Ot
LordV
81 amt no fool, amt" Sandy asscrti
throwing back his head dohnntly, "a
when that tin whisper comes into m
ear | jes' half opened my eyes 'rpocti
TO sec some OF the boysnround. But n,
Twin thing was visible. So | said ,
myself, i snored; that's what's the ma
ter, an oil goes a.noddin an droamin.
''rhen agin hears that voice. ItsaJ
quite distinctly, Il want to get outr
"Now, | want u bit mistaken In
time. heerd II. But fore / could z,
my wits together thorc was yell soun,
IA way of.
"'That's my death CALL says to m
self. instantly calling TO mind fellow
who had heard like sounds an were dci
In less'n n week. Then saysto myscl
SANDY, don't be n foolr an jumps TO IL
feet us wide awake us | ain now.
at was womnn'a squnwk, and
could have sworn TO It. Then II SUI
out in tin trumpet style;
"'Hclpl hclpH
81 hauled over the tool chest, mn 4
water barrel, and the cupboard In Il
corner, an looked ont on the alatfori
nn did ovorythin y man could do und
the circumstances, to find out what "
a-makiu OF that fuss, | went 20 4
side door to cool myself, an was a.fann
my face when, blame mel II | didi
hear cornet start on with the 'Rogu
March, and gruf voice follor It wit
"'ln the midst Of lifo we arc
DEATH
~ yanked my head round, an did
500 nuihin that wasn't there bofo
That threw mo of my pins, Then
rooster crowed, nm teller with c,
in his nose counted ten forward q
thon backward, IN another cuss, witt
bullfrog voice, ordered mo; Wake I
tho doyil wants your You need
laugh, gentlemen, when tell you n
an sod you II You'd been thar. l v
certain the devil had come for mel
but suro-an didn't wait for him
ask for my ticket
Tom Pope at this point broke int
stentorian laugh.
"If, gentlemen, you'd seen San
come flying into tho cur whore Y
sitting, you would never stop lauehi
You may not believe it, but his bro
lace was as white as your shirt froi
md his eyes woro ma big Us billi
balls. He dashed down the aisle I
whispers IN my ear;
acton! Toni Come with mot"