Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-09-26

ping place beyond the gorge, 50 We
had nothing to do save to hang on
and let the car go How we few!
''We'll beat it IL we don't get
ditched." Teddie observed, and as
he spoke we flashed past the mouth
OF Jones gulch and caught a glimpse
Of q black moving wall Of water,
fifteen feet high, rolling down toward
us.
1.-THE car will outrun tit" yelled
Teddie in my ear. Don't get scared"
"What IL we meet a wildcat
freight" l screamed back. A wild
cat train is one not running on regu.
lar time, but whenever the usual
trains happen to leave the track clear.
Got tn take our chances on that"
yelled Teddie in reply.
And now we entered the gorge
proper. The roar of the river as it
whir.ed along over huge boulders be-
tween the side of the gorge and the
stone-bound railroad embankment
united with the rattle of our car
wheels in volume of deafening
sound. Overhead hung the weather.
SCARED granite walls of this cavern
Gus canon, and the eye travelled
upward thousands of feet before reach
ing their summit. looked up in
despair at the narrow strip of blue
sky above US and thought that the
bright sunshine away up there was
only hooking our hopeless race But,
upon glancing behind VS., my heart
gave great leap of Joy, for that
death bringing wall of water had
been left out of sight in our rear.
On and on we flew. looked up at
Teddie's face The color had re-
turned to his cheeks, but his mouth
had lost its usual grin and was firmly
set across his tightly shut teeth, while
his eyes had quite forgotten to blink
and were looking straight down the
track. At the sharpest curves he
steadily applied the brake, but never
slackened our speed as we tore around
the slighter ones. though more than
once'the little car careened until
thought we must surely fly the track.
lllumined as it was by calm courage,
that ugly face OF Teddie's grew hand
some to my eyes, while my admiration
for his cool judgment grew apace as l
noted how he ran no extra risks yet
lost not a second of time that could
be saved. And time meant life or
death not only to us but to that
train-load OF passengers.
And now we had reached the hang
ing bridge and had flashed under
those V.shaped beams OF solid steel
inserted in the living rock of the
granite walls Of the gorge. upon which
the structure is supported. The
grade grew sleeper and sleeper, and
we flew the faster. The wind created
Dy our swift motion made my eyes
water, while the rails of the track
seemed to be devoured by our little
car. And still we went faster.
"Here's the last big curve, "
screamed Teddie in my ear as he put
on the brake We slackened our
speed and rounded the curve safely,
but just as we reached the straight
track beyond, little stone lying
against one Of the rails upset the car,
fortunately for us, on the uphill side.
We both shot headlong into the sand
that covered the bed Of a dry ravine
whose mouth broke the rocky walls
of the gorge. Had we fallen a hun.
dred feet on either side Of this point,
we must have been dashed to pieces
against the cliffs.
Picking ourselves up hastily we ran
to our faithful car which luckily lay
close beside the rails, and threw it on
the track again. l sbuddered as /
looked down the rock rip-rapping OF
the railroad embankmenta and thought
what would have been our fate had
we fallen down there into the river
that ragged below.
And now we we're going once more,
but not moment too soon for close
behind US rolled that horrible black
wall OF water.
"We'll beat it yet," cried Teddie.
read the words on his lips but the
air was too full of the roaring noise
of the flood for me to hear him.
The little car flew faster than ever,
but to my excited fancy that huge
wave Of liquid mud that reached
from wall to wall of the gorge and
overwhelmed the track as it came
was surely gaining on us
."Now. we're safe," Teddie shouted
so loudly that I heard him above the
roar of the waters, and as he spoke
we shot past the bridge across Grape
Creek where the Silver Cliff branch
of the Denver and Rio Grande turns
off, and were flving down the widen.
ing valley of the Arkansas River with
Canon City right before us.
Barely half mile down the track
was the train running straight to.
ward us! Teddie never touched the
brake but began to make the railroad
signal that means, 'Back up" while
I waved his red cotton handkerchief
in lieu Of danger signal.
The engineer put on the reverse as
we tore toward him and then Teddie
applied our brake, but we had tC
jump for it when we reached the en-.
CINE and our car climbed the COW.
catcher as If it meant to 20 in at one
of the cab windows. The train. was
moving very slowly, having just