Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1896-08-14

ming through the suburbs Of big city,
and I was wondering all the time whom
we would come to the town, but finally l
realized that it was impossible to keep time
with my excellent watch, and SO we would
have to lump the thing by calculating
how long it took us to come from London
to Glasgow.
The lid of my watch, which I now mad
vcrtently exposed to the breeze, snapped
and blow away, and ! saw that the gold of
the hunting case was beginning to fake
off so l put it in my pocket to save the
rest of it,
knew it was not yet two hours since
we left London and to my astonishment l
spied the spires of Glasgow recognized
the place because l was born there
"Ihat can't bc Glasgow, " l shouted to
Swipes eff it is, we have Travelled some
thing like 200 miles an hour, and the Lord
only knows what speed we attained in
making up for the time when we were
crawling on at 40 and 80.
THAT'S Glasgow all right enough, "
said Swipcs. Then he yelled to Peter
For heavens sake, shut off steam. Don't
you see where we arc?'
But Peter was struggling with his en-
ginc, and all at once he yelled back at us:
81 can't stop her, sir"
"Hcavcns and carthl" said L "What is
to be donc?"
81 don't know" said Swipes. ats my
own fault l told Peter in the hearing of
the engine, and she is one of the cutest
engines on the road, that we were bound
to break the American record, which is
DO miles. You see, it's only 1O1.5 miles
to Glasgow, and I'll bet you that brute is
bound to do the other 100 miles tonight
even if she has to do it on the highway
The railway stops at Glasgow, and l don t
know what's going to happen. -
As he concluded the sentence there was
a crash and bang and the next moment
we were i'm the principal street of Glasgow
tearing along the rails of the street car
line Luckily, the same law being in force
as was in London, nobody was out on the
streets and so we went at the rate of SI.75
miles an hour up the main thoroughfare of
Glasgow and finally struck the north road
for tine Highlands.
When we got about 80 miles on the main
road from Glasgow, sometimes slowing
down to SO miles an hour, on the hills,
Peter, with white face, turned to us and
shouted:
My God. sir, were on the Craigcnput-
toch Loeb road. and the Craigenputtoch
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ahead.
Glow far is it from London?" yelled
Swipes, putting his hands beside his mouth
to make the sound carry.
"Thc middle of Craigenputtoch loch is
just $40 miles from London and it is over
1000 feet deep in the middle, " shouted
Peter
THAT'S where she's making for" cried
Swipes unbuckling the straps and cliDging
to the stool
Jump Peter, jump" cried Swipcs as
he threw off the straps.
Peter did so, and l cut the strap that
held me. Instantly we were all-Pctcr,
the stoker, Swipes and myself-lying on
the hillside on the heather. The doomed
train plunged right into the center of the
lake 1t had completed its $40 mile race
and used up the fraction by sinking 900
feet to the bottom
Luckily none of us was hurt in the
slightest, with the exception that Swipes
sustained a compound fracture of the thigh.
Peter had both arms broken, Jones had all
his ribs and one ankle smashed while l
had my Veracity sprancd so badly that no
one las ever been able to believe a word l
have uttered sincc.-Detroit Free Press.