The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-14


anxious TO get the machine al work again.
for seven or eight trains had stopped
midway i'm the stuffy tunnels Of the cleo
tric railway. AZuma-zi. answering or
misunderstanding the questions Of the
people who had by authority or impu-
dence come into the shed, was presently
sent back 10 the stoke hole by the sCieu-
thc manager. OF course a crowd collected
outside the gates OF the yard-a crowd, for
no known reason. always hovers for a
Gay or two near the scene of a sudden
death in London-two or three reporters
percolated somehow into the engine shed
and even got 10 Azuma-zi, but the sCieu-
itlc expert cleared them ont again, being
hlmsef an amateur journalist Presently
the body was carried away. and public in
terest departed with Il. Azuma-zi re-
NAMED very quietly at his furnace, see
ing over and over agin In the Goals a
inquire that wriggled violently and became
stl. An hour after the murder TO any
one coming into the shed, II would have
looked exactly as IL nothing had hap
pened. Peeping presently from his en-
CINE room, the black saw the Lord Dy-
namo spin and whirl beside his little
brothers, and the driving wheels were
beating round and the steam In the piss
tons went thud, thud. exactly as IL had
been earlier In the evening After all.
from the mechanical point Of view. IL
udu tecn a most lnSlgUllC3nt incident
the mere temporary detection of a cur
rent only now the Slender form and slen-
der shadow of the scientific manager re
placed the sturdy outline of HOlroyd traV-
cling down the lane of light upon the vi
brating floor under the straps between the
engines and the dynamos
Have not I served my Lord?" sair Azu-
ma-zi, inaudibly, from his shadow, ard
the note of the great dynomo rang out fun
and clear. As he looked at the big, whirl-
ing mechanism the strange fascination of
it that had been a little in allegiance since
Holroyd's death resumed its sway.
Never had Azuma-zi seen a man killed
so swiftly and pitilessly. The big, hum
ming machine had slain its victim without
wavering for a second from its steady
beating. 1t was indeed a mighty god. The
unconscious scientific manager stood with
his back to him, scrlbblng on piece of
paper. His shadow lay at the foot of tho
monster.
WAS the Lord Dynamo still hungry
His servant was ready"
Azuma-zi made a stealthy step forward,
then hesitated. The scientific manager
suddenly stopped writing and walked
down the shed to the endmost of the dy-
namos, and began TO examine the brushes.
A2uma-zi hesitated. and then slipped
across noiselessly into the shadow by the
switch. There he waited. Presently the
managers footsteps could be heard re-
turning. He stopped in his old position.
unconscious Of the figure crouching ten
feet away from him. Then the big dynamo
suddenly hzzled, and in another moment
thtck-set figure had sprung out of the
darkness upon him.
The scientific manager VIII remember
oil the details of that struggle with the
mad stoker so long as there Is life in him
First he was gripped around the body
urH ha Il a..
kicking with his knee and forcing his an
tagonists head down with his hands, he
loosened the grip on his waist and swung
round away from the machine; then the
black grasped him with his arms again
putting curly head against his chest
and they swayed and painted as 1t seemed
FOR an age or so. Then tho scientific man.
ager was impelled to catch a black ear In
his teeth and bite furiously The black
yelled hideously. Suddenly they rolled
over on the floor, and the black, who had
apparently slipped from the vice of the
teeth or parted with some ear-the sci
entific manager wondered which at Tho
time-tried to throttle him. The scientih,
manager was making some ineffectua
efforts to claw something with his hand,
and to Kick, when the welcome sound OF
| quick footsteps sounded on the floor. TIL,
next moment Azuma-zi had left him anC
darted toward the big dynamo. There wa,
| splutter amid the roar
The officer of the company, who had en-
tered, stood staring as Azuma-zi caught
the naked terminals in his hands gave
one horrible CONFUSION. and then huns
motionless from the machine, his face
violently distorted.
I'm Jolly glad you came in when you
did" said the scientific manager, stiIl sit.
ting on the floor.
He looked at the stlll qulvering figure
1T is not nice death TO die, apparently
but II is quick"
Tho ticket collector was stllI staring n,
the body lie was man of slow apprehen
sion.
There was a pause.
The scientific manager got up on hi,
feet rather awkwardly He ran his finger,
| along his collar thoughtfully and moved
| his head to and fro several times.
Poor Holroyd! l see now" Then nj
| most mechanically he went toward IN,
switch in the shadow and turned the cur
rent into the railway circuit again. AS he
did so the slnged body loosened its grlr
upon the machine and fell forward on II.
face.
So ended prematurely the worship of tn,
dynamo deity probably the most short
lived of all religions. Yet wlthal 1t couIt
boast martyrdom and a human sacri
| fee