Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-11-27
co., NOTWITHSTANDING Bros.

straight in the groove made for 1t by
wooden pulleys that dotted the plane
and they were off up the mountain side
Their escort explained the mechan-
ism Of the truck behind them, and
pointed out its mate coming with
quiet. relentless sort of steadiness down
one track as the loaded trip clattered
noisily up the other The trucks were
long and low, hardly higher than a
large car wheel. Between two pairs OF
ponderous wheels, with their tianges,
inside the rail. like ears laid angrily
back from a round heavy jawed face,
lay huge spring, many cOiled.
Theses trucks, said Hooven, weigh
only a matter of fifteen tons or so!
They don't bark. but they bite to Kill,
once git 'em onto you"
"Oh. Mr.. Hooven. you don't mean that
people are killed going up these
planes?"
"Sa5es, yes-though we do our level
best to keep folks off the cars an tracks.
Human natur's a fool long side O the
'rattlers' round these parts; they don't
never forgit watchin' out. Why, only
last MOndoy we walked down this ere
lower plane with a dead womanw
Seeing Marion's startled look of pity
and distress, the man checked him
self.
ooh, we're all safe enough, but p'raps
I better not tell you about that"
ooh. yes; please do"
"Well, you seen that cut back there,
didn't YOU. where we passed the down
L. I Ill,
noon. an I see a woman an man sit7
tin'.on the rocks. t'other end O. the cut.
They looked like Arabians, or some
such. but mebbe they was Eyetalians-
I don't know; the man was black
enough! He had an ugly mug-no mis-
take an a tricky eye. He looked s
though he could knife anybody's easy
S wink
''The woman was young an had on
bright clos an prtty. red handker-
chief tied over her head; her arm was
restin' on a big heavy basket. took
particular notice of 'em s passed EN-.
Thinks I to myself, that woman s
tuckered out carryin' the hull load; be-
sides. she amt happy; they been havin'
words. an that fellows been mean to
her: but she lows him. an she's tried
to please him-thOugh I'll bet a copper
he amt a been lettin' go Of his ugliness
any great sight, kept to give her a
taste of il! I'll keep watch Of 'em a
while. an see that he don't do no more
damage leastwise not while I'm her
guardeen.
so I rode down an up two or three
times runnin'. The last trip up ketch-
ed a look in her eyes that I'll never
forgit to my dyin' day. I couldn't think
O. nothin' but the eyes O my Irish
setter when l tied him for the first
time afore I shot him for old age. The
heart behind EN- was past mendin',
cause it couldn't speak l used to think
these low down trash hadn't so much
feelin' s high strung dedicated folks,
but now I guess human beins all has
bout the same amount an the only
difference is the upper ten S got bet
ter grip on the safety valve OF express
in themselves.
See. Marion" interrupted her father,
you're losing all this magnificent
view See the valley dropping below us
into the Y those foothills make! Be
vond it. to the west. is that spur of the
Alleghanies I told you about. We are
coming to the top of the range now;
wonder is the last rise Of the planes.
Look at these plumy. white pines and
those beautiful hemlocks and yellow
birches, There's a gay little brook
down there they're trying to keep under
covert
yes father. I see" But the girls
sympathetic heart was conscious only
of the dark proved man and the plead
ing eyes of the suffering woman.
won't you tell me more about her,
Mr.. Hooven?" she asked.
The amt much more to tell. The
last time l come up, s the trip cleared
the cut Hooked back an I see the man
a-trampin' down into the valley S if he
warn't never comm back, an the
woman was standin' square 'longside o
the track, lookin' after him. He warn't
with it; but, then, what's that to
woman?
q see she was fairly onto the rail.
an yelled at her Then l jumped OF
the cars an tried to get there quick.
The other truck was a-makin' straight
for her an she warn't hearin' nothln
but her own thoughts!
"Chickety, chp!-there she was
track all spattered, an the truck a
trav1in off down the hill long O that
other devil. Just s if it hadn't done the
cussed thing he wanted to do and didn't
darel 'Scuse me, Miss Wentworth, but
it makes me- mad every time l thing
of it,"
"One arm was cut off square, an
there was a big hole gouged out in
her breast She didn't breathe m0re'n
once or twic't after some of us fellows
litter her up. though we were as tender
of her s a baby. I guess she didn't
much care: l shouldn't if I'd abeen
her. She won't carry no more loads
alone now!
BEG your pardon, Miss Wentworth,
for takin' the June mornin' out O your
face lettin' you see such a coal black
thing, You see, I amt a fellow that
kin wait for folks to ask questions
But l thank you, Mr.. Hoover; your
story certainly was not altogether
black Even coal can reflect white
light. YOU know. and there is fire wait
ing within its heart. Boston Tran
script.
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