Connecticut western news., 1894-06-14

those who wished to enter the caboose?
 interrogated the engineer of train No. 1. Ask tho conductor. I don't know" he yelled. Then he relented and said, ''The other train is the one you want. ;" Train No. ? had rolled along by the station and was now coming to a standstill a hundred yards away.
 found the lady with the little girls Said I, We must take the other train.
 Some of the men and boys now started briskly to walk in the direction of the train, which was away beyond on the main line.
 Let me take a satchel, said I chiv- alrouslv as I grabbed one of her two enormous travelling bags and started for the train, followed by the lady, the lit tie girls and the remaining men and boys. The train, as I said, was a hEn- dred yards away. We thought of the nine long hours we had waited for that train, and goaded by the fear of q longer stay in Castleton we struck out at lively pace toward the caboose.
 Two-thir1s of the distance had been accomplished, and I was striding along with the great piece of luggage banging against my legs at every step, when the train commenced to move away, slowly now.
 "Runr' I shouted. The men ahead ot us were already on the run.
 The lady began to scamper, holding the 5-year- old by one hand, carrying in the other her satchel and followed by the II year old, who brought up the rear.
 We gained, but not fast enough, thought I.
 Let me have the child, '' cried, and grabbing up the little one under my arm I began the chase anew, with the big satchel still in one hand and making me go hippity hop by its joltings.
 Women were not made to run. Yet the lady was doing we'll The train was getting some headway. dashed along with my awkward burdens and in few moments reached the steps of the nov ing caboose, swung the child up into the arms of one of the men who had caught the train, threw my other charge, the strange lady's satchel, upon the plat form and jumped aboard.
 Glory! I was on my way to Fargo at last. But how about the lady? She was now 20 feet behind and only holding her own.
 "Hurryr'
 But she was puffing-out of breath and began to lag behind. The 5-year-old on the caboose was dazed. The 11-year- old back with her mother on the rail. road ties took in the situation and set up howl to see me, the strange man, on board an eastern bound train with her little sister and her mothers lug gage. s
 The train was moving even faster. to the ground, caught the little girl as she was almost thrown to me by kind ly passenger, set her on the ground, then ran for the train, clutched the huge satchel, planted that on the ties and finally by good sprinting caught up with the caboose and swung myself aboard.
 I had done all I could for the pool lady, It was sad to see her left behind after waiting all day for the train. She must now take her chances of getting into Fargo tonight by means of the way lIelSul uOW stAuulliS dl SdSt1ctou- 1hus I reflected as I stood on the rear end of the caboose and looked at the forlorn trio standing on the track in the midst of their luggage, gazing after the reced ing train.
 Then came jolt, jolt, joltl It was down brakesi 1 clung to the guard rail to prevent myself from being thrown of. Quickly the train came to a full stop and didn't move for five minutes, dur. ing which time the lady and the little girls got aboard, together with little fat man and two boys, who had also been distanced in the race. Then the train steamed back to the station and waited half hour.
 I wiped the precipitation from my flushed face, inwardly damned the rail. road and rode the 20 miles on the out. side platform of the caboose. We got tc Fargo at a quarter past 7.-Charles Fay. Tor Tatman ill Budget.