Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1898-09-28

| DIG WAS SPlll ellcub.
The morning broke clear and beauti-
full, and the crisp air was full of the
sounds of changing bells and the screams
of switch engines. Express wagons came
down laden with boxes and packages
bundles of sunshine-that would find
their way to hundreds Of homes and
gladden. the hearts of thousands Of peo-
pie. Everybody was busy, for the presi-
dent of the road was to arrive today.
When Goodlough left his private Office
and wandered into the big room where
the dispatchers worked, he heard Miss
Morgan calling Westcreek and when
Westcreek answered heard her say:
"Train No. 8, Conductor Smith, will
take siding for special west, engine SO,
at Eastcreek.
Then the operator at Lookout siding
answered, and she said:
Especial west, engine SO, will meet
train No. at Eastcreek."
"Bravol cried the trainmaster.
"That's exactly what was trying to
do year ago, only said 'Westoreek'
at the last. How's everything?'
"On time," said Miss Morgan, still
working the key.
After glancing about for few min
utes Goodlough returned to his Office
and sent out bulletin promoting the
operator at Westcreek to be train dis
patcher on the third trick. The same
order put the two old dispatchers step
nearer the presidency of the road.
He had barely finished this pleasant
task when the superintendent came in
with the president, whom Goodlough
had never met. When they were all
seated, the superintendent asked the
trainmaster to relate what he knew
about the so called mysterious mes.
sage"
II know absolutely nothing" de-
clared Goodlough earnestly, for the sub
ject was naturally embarrassing to him.
"You told MIR. Creamer, believe,
that you were positive that you did not
send the order to Westcreek to hold No.
8, although your initials went with it, "
said the superintendent, with an air Of
q lawyer cross examining witness.
II did"
"And you do not know who sent the
message?"
81 do not.
"Well, do,'' said the superintend-
ent, with broad smile, land I'll let
you gentlemen into the secret. When
Miss Morgan saw or rather heard your
mistake, she endeavored to convince
you that you were in danger, but failed.
Despairing, she left the building. She
was almost wild with grief and alarm. I
saw her face as she hurried down the
stair, and it was the face Of mad wom-
an. I read it wrong and returned at
once to you to learn the cause of her dis
tress Iheard you call Eastcreek and ask
for the special-your last message that
day-and heard the answer Gone, and
saw you fall. But the frail woman
whom you had turned away did not
fail. While you fell fainting among the
inkstands and instruments she rushed
into the hotel over the way, and, finding
no one in the Western Union Office, took
the key and began calling Westoreek.
She could not see the clock as you did,
and she called and called, and when at
last the operator answered she told him
to hold No. 8. No. 8 is gone, said
the operator. Hold her, said the wire
back at him, and fearing the operator
might question the message she sent
your initials at the end Of the order"
Brave grill" cried the president, ris-
ing and beginning to pace the floor, for
he was deeply affected by the story Of
how a young woman who but a day
before had been refused employment by
the company had oontrived to save the
company's property and the lives Of
men whom she had not known. "She
shall have the company's check for ST.
OOO," the president added. "You will
furnish her with transportation" he
continued, addressing the superintend-
ent, land have her report to me at the
Boston Office the first uf the year.
"Miss Morgan reports to the train
MASTER" said the superintendent, smil-
ing and waving a hand toward Good
Tough, who sat pale and silent like q
man who had just received hard fall.
"Miss Morgan will not be in the COM
pany's employ after today" he said,
looking steadily at the president.
"Has she been dismissed?"
"She has been promoted and is to take
her new place Oh New Years day."
MAY l ask what Office she is to
taEe?" inquired the president, glancing
from the trainmaster to the superintend-
ent, who was still smiling.
"She is to be Mrs. Goodlough, " said
the trainmaster, with stern, calm face.
Accept my congratulations, said
the president, holding out his hand.
"This is the second time, then, she has
saved your life, :" he continued as Good
Tough took his hand, "and l hope you
will allow her to accept my personal
check for another thousand, for she
saved mine as we'll"
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Goodlough was greatly affected by
the news of Miss Morgan's heroism and
the conduct of the president and super
intendent of the road. He kept clear
Of the dispatcher's Office that day, for
he dared not trust himself in her pres
ence.
That evening when Minnie's mother
had retired to her room and the lovers
were left alone together in the little
lamp lit parlor they looked at each 9th
er in silence for O moment.
"What distresses you?" asked Miss
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