Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1898-07-07

| week. Neither man in the cab showed
the slightest sign Of missing her.
Something's up" the loungers whis-
pered one to another; but no one had
an opinion to ven ture as to what tina:
"somethin'" might be.
II.
One evening as Dams train was
standing on a side track, waiting for
| the south-bound passenger to pass. Jim
Atkins, long, lazy boy of about 1s, 4
| brother of Grace's shambled up to the
cab and said, in voice too low for the
! loungers to overhear:
"Say, Dan, Grace SEE she wants te-
see you jest minute"
,"All right" said Dan, with something
in his voice: as near like eagerness as he
was ever known to come. "Where-
abouts is she? 2" 80 -s-
"In the little room jest back of the
s'loon." Dams countenance fell at the
last word.
"You know what the rules of the Den
yer is bout their men goin' into s'loons
while on duty" faltered Dan.
"Shucks!" calculated Jim, con-
temptuously. "A man that amt got
sand enough to take little risk to get
to see his gal amt much good. Grace
said tell you she amt well, nohow."
"Not well?" interrupted Ben Stikes.
briskly. "Dan, you just stay here an
III go an see if"
"Naw, you won't!" exclaimed Dan.
hurriedly, as he jumped down from the
cab; I'm goin' myself"
This was the nearest that Dan was
ever known to come toward displaying
any resentment toward Ben. AS he
strobe away one of his brakemen came
hurrying after him.
Say, Dan," he queried, anxiously,
you amt goin' over to Atkins are
you?"
Dan nodded.
"Well, I wouldn't. The or Mans in
town-so they tell me; KEN in at 3: 40,
an goin' out on the south bound. God
only knows what he's stoppin' here for,
but if he was to -ketch you in that sa-
loon, he'd fire you, Shore
Dan muttered some confused reply,
but still kept on toward the saloon. 1t
was nearly dark now, and when be
opened the door the big coal Oil lamp
hanging behind the bar had been light
ed. Passing through without stopping,
he hurried into the room behind. There
ne remained for about five minutes in
conversati ton with Grace. just what
passed between them nobody knows,
but when Dan reappeared in the saloon
ii was noticed that broad smile was on
his face
"Made up, did you, Dan? Glad to hear
IT, said big Bill Atkins, the proprietor
of the saloon, as be whacked Dan in the
ribs good-na turedly with his pondecous
fist.
Dan said nothing, but nodded mystic
riously. =.
Then he hurried to the front door in
SO much confusion that he collided at
full tilt with a man who had just en-
tered.
'Why don't you run over a fellow %
exclaimed the newcomer, rather rough
ly. Then, stepping back he took good
look at the offender. : 3-a
''Great Scott! If it amt Dan RUSSELL!
You are the last man on the Denver I'd
ever have expected to see in here. And
in such fix. too" %
1t was the 'Old Man" There is no
need to give his name or his Official sta
ton. He was Dams superior oficersin
railroad circles, and that settled the
matter. Dan hung his head and hurried
out into the gathering darkness to make
what he knew would be his last run on
No. 16.1 aF q. ars~t /, 80 e.. Fr>rs" II,
WHAT in the devil brought you in
here just at this time?" growled Bill At
kins as he scowled at the newcomer.
The sold Man." who was not so very
old after all, bowed rather deprecating-
ly. as.. ..s ..........,. ..
"A young lady sent me note, re-
questlng me to call. I suppose it was
on business of some kind. It was Miss
Atkins, your daughter, presume
That night Grace had stormy inter
view with her father. The more. he
stormed, the more she wept. 1t had all
been intended for joke. She had sent
for the ''Old Man" just to tease Dan
and to make him a little jealous. She
had never once thought any harm could
come of it. So she protested between
her sobs. But her ia Their only reiterated
with lion-like roar that although he
knew she was one of the blankedest
fools in Texas, he knew very we'll she
had never been such fool as that.
OF course Dan was not discharged;
that distinction is reserved for higher
officers in railroad circles. Engineers
merely get fired; and that was what
happened to Dan. # he had been man
of another kind, he might have worked