The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-01-09
AN ENGINEERS STORY.
A Husbands Murderous Thought-Oid
His Fear Influence the FutureP

A Husbands Murdsrous Thought-Oid
Bis Fear Influence the FutureP
From, the 81. Paul Pioneer-Press.
A group Of locomotive engineers sat around
a table In a pleasant and secluded st. Paul re-
sort few evenings since quietly slipping beer
from the large stone mugs which have become
80 popular in recent years, and related some Of
their peculiar experiences when in charge of the
trottles of the great iron monsters traversing
the region betwe here ana the coast.
some Of the tales were exciting, some of them
weird and ghostly. and occasionally a bright
little episode crept into the conversation Fl
nally tall, fine-looking engineer. whose coun-
tenauce betrayed the battle Of perhaps fifty
years or more, removed his unlighted cigar
stump from his mouth and related story that
produced q profound impression on all who
were seated about that primitive German ban
quet board.
TWENTY YEARS AGO.
Il was running No. on western railroad
twenty years ago, " he said when something
happened that has kept me guessing ever since
YOU fellows may not believe it. but it Is the
solemn truth as sure "a am foot high.
hal been laying oil for week an account OF
the i Inc S OF MY wife, and did not take my run
until satisfied that she was doing well and had
the assurance of the doctors to that effect
The night left / felt depressed in spirits, and
SOMEHOW was no. surprised when hfty miles
Out The conductor handed ne a telegram from
my lit girl, which read: Come back, mamma
is worse. She needs you. Hastily
replied: Send me word Of her actual CON
dirtou at c.. Don't delay. If absolutely
necessary for me to return will do So Well,
all the way TO CT was in an agony Of sus-
penee. 1 found no telegram, and somehow
felt relieved on the idea that no news was good
news. But l could not shake of that feeling of
depression, and It seemed TO intensity. Hooked
in nv pocket for tn e telegram in order to Sc
il had read 1t correctly: couldn't ind it.
looked on the floor of the Gao could ma 10
nowhere Ii was gone, and the fact worried
and neltled me a 1ood deal soon forgot Il,
however, in attending TO my work. The night
was clear, and we we're running good rate OF
and half in q dream Suddenly, some
thing shot across the track like flash
of lightning What it was | never did know
but Instantly my thoughts went Dack TO the
telegram and my SICK wife at home. whether
that object that crossed the track was respon'
sible or not l do not know, but all at once
grew nervous and shaky. The fireman noticei
it and asked me what the matter was but put
him aside with some evasive 5Wer. All the
while he kept looking at me, however ana u
finally worked me up to such pitch that
turned on him and cried, above he roar OF the
train: Keep your eye of me or III KIN
YOU He shrsnk back hah frightened, and
told me afterward that Icwas Temporarily in
sane at that time. ---4 ~ ~
GOING AT A FRIGHTFuL SPEED,
81 looked out. We were going at a frighttul
rate Of speed Unconsciotsiy had pulled the
lever further and increased the speed OF the
train to about sixty miles an. hour ahead OF
.
reversed the lever. The train came to q stand
still The conductor came forward With a
white face and inquired. For Gods sake,
Joe what's the matter with you!
A little while longer and we would have plunged
into the west bound train. We ran little
ahead to a side track and within minute No;
! closed my eyes when thinking Of what
! might have been. / . got down with
| the oil can and walked to the side Of
! the engine. When about 70 MI the cups
| 7 notioed a niece Of paper austerinR on enc OF
] the wheels reached cut, toak bold OF IL, and
Was about TO crumple and throw IL away, but
something arrested my attention and opened
| itup. ! turned perfectly white when saw II
,yas Addressed 10 me- aud read: Come back
! Mamma is worse. She needs you. IL was Tic
| Iast STRAW. My feelings made me weak -
| chiid. and when clambered into the cab agan
| h vas with difficulty that l was able 70 STAR
| TIE engine. Well o make long story SNORT,
| called The conductor aud tod him wonl
| 10 as far as the next staten, reialee the