The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-12-05
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leave you In the lurch."
Il do not want the train" answered
Mr.. Murgatroyd II want to know
about my boy. Is he hurt? Where n
he? Was he in the train that ran on
the rails?'
How am I to know? Ask them as
does." was the churlish retort.
But whom am to ask?"
Find out yourself. Pm not here
to answer questions, but to keep the
idiots movin' on"
II insist on knowing" said the dis
tressed father.
Then find some one to whom you
can insist" answered the functionary
moving away.
Mr.. Murgatroyd sought the foreman.
and put the question to him: How
many had been injured? Who were
the injured?"
Look here" answered the man ad-
dressed. 'be you for the press?"
mo, I'm not; am father"
"Oh, father be blowed. If you was
on the press 1 might ha' done some
thing for you"
place yourself at my disposal-here
is sovereign"
"Oh!" exclaimed the man, that's a
horse Of another color. Now then, step
aside on the bank. What is it you
want?"
Il want to know whether my son was
in the carriages that Were smashed,
and, if SO. what has become of him?"
i've feelings myself" said the super
intendent. "I'll tell you wot. One of
two things has happened. If he was in
the train and didn't get knocked to bits
and was up to 1t, he's gone on his des-
tination. You passed a train, didn't
you?"
yes"
well. all as could went on in that"
And those who couldn't?"
"They was took to the public 'ouses.
and anywhere where they could be took
in roundabouts. That's where you
must look for him. That's what you
must do, sir trot about among the
publics, and see If he's there; II he amt,
trot 'Ome. I've feelings"
Mr.. Murgatroyd climbed the bank
and threw himself over the railings in
closing the grounds bel<Nglng to the
railway company, and began to wade
through q plowed field, with the clay
as consistent and tenacious as glue.
After laboring along some way he
halted. Whittier was he going? Where
was the gate to the field? Would he
reach 1t with the boots on his feet?
He turned back and recrossed the
rails redescended the bank, and asked
the way of a workman.
He was bidden follow the lines, pass
the train in waiting and he would come
to bridge where the high road was
carried over the line. He must ascend
to that, and then he could not miss his
way.
Accordingly he obeyed the instruc-
tions given him.
Now. then, where are you going?"
shouted the guard of the train waiting
for the passengers. Look alive, Jump
in. You're not going along the line
Mr.. Murgatroyd persisted. He reached
the bridge. The bank beside was tram
Piled into steps, and the railing torn
down. BY this way had those who had
escaped uninjured from the wrecked
train left the scene of the accident, and
by this way had those been removed
who had been hurt and killed. A red
lamp glared like an evil eye upon the
place where the great disaster had oc-
Cured, and as threat to the banker
that he must expect the worst. He was
resolved in his mind that his son had
sought to return home by this Identical
train which had crushed into the fallen
masses of rock and earth. Whittier
should the boy go but home? He had