St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1899-05-03

the sea nau given up It's ueaut anu my
nodded and spat and rejoiced with him;
asked after "her, back there" and
whether she could stand it if the engi-
neer "let her out piece" and Cheyne
thought she could. Accordingly, the
great fre-horse was "let out" from Flag
staff to Winslow, till division superin-
tendent protested.
But Mrs. Cheyne. in the boudoir state
room, where the French maid, sallow-
white with fear, chung to the silver door
handle, only moaned little and begged
her husband to bid them hurry" And
so they dropped the dry sands and moon
struck rocks of Arizona behind them,
and grilled on till the crash of the coupl-
ings and the wheeling of the brake-hose
told them they were at Coolidge by the
Continental Divide.
Three bold and experienced men-cool,
confident, and dry when they began;
white, quivering and wet when they
finished their trick at those great wheels
swung her over the great lift from AL
buquerque to Glorietta and beyond
Springer, up and up the Ration Tunnel
on the State line, whence they dropped
rocking into La Junta, had sight Of the
Arkansaw, and tore down the long slope
to Dodge City, where Cheyne took COM
fort once again from setting his watch
an hour ahead.
There was very little talk in the car.
The secretary and typewriter sat to-
gether on the stamped Spanish leather
cushions by the plate glass observation
window at the rear end, watching the
surge and ripple of the ties crowded
| &c hal
making notes of the scenery. Cheyne
moved nervously between his own ex.
travagant gorgeousness and the naked
necessity OF the combination, an unlit
cigar in his teeth, till the plying crews
forgot that he was their tribal enemy,
and did their best to entertain him.
: At night the punched electrics lit up
that distressful palace of all the luxuries,
and they Jared sumptuously, swinging
on through the emptiness Of abject desc.
lation. Now they heard the swish of
water-tank, and the gutteral voice OF
) Chinaman, the clnking of hammers that
tested the Krupp steel wheels, and the
oath of a tramp chased off the rear
platform; now the solid crash of coal
shot into the tender; and now beat
ing back of noises as they flew past a
waiting train. Now they looked out
into great abysses, trestle purring be-
meath their tread, or up to rocks that
barred out half the stars. Now scaur
and ravine changed and rolled back to
Jagged mountains on the horizons edge,
and now broke into hills lower and
lower, till at last came the true plains.
:, At Dodge City an unknown hand
@l-a,x, n copv Of X oucac nanar ron.
tanning some sort of an interview with
Harvey, who had evidently fallenin with
an enterprising reporter, telegraphed or
q from Boston. The joyful journalese re
vealed that it was beyond question theil
boy and it soothed Mrs. Cheyne for
: while Her one word hurry" was con
. veyed by the crews to the engineers al
! Nckerson, Topeka and Marceline, where
;, the grades are easy, and they brushed
4 the Continent behind them. Towns ant
= villages were close together now, and {
, man could feel here that he moved among
: people.
IT can't see the dial, and my eyes ach
y so. What are we doing?"
; "The very best we can, mama. There
!, no sense in getting in before the Limited
J. We'd only have to wait"
:, II don't care. l want to feel wer
i moving. Sit down and tell me tn
4 miles,"
- Cheyne sat down and read the dial 70
= her (there were some miles which stan
=, for records to this day., but the seventy
! foot car never changed its long. steamer
:, :, like roll, moving through the heat wit
- :, the hum of giant bee. Yet the spec
! was not enough for Mrs. Cheyne; an
=, the heat, the remorseless August heat
- was making her giddy; the clock hand
a "a would not move, and when, oh, whe
~ would they be in Chicago?
~ 1t is not true that, as they change
engines at Fort Madison, Cheyne passe
le over to the Amalganated Brotherhoo
IS of Locomotive Engineers an endowmen
c. sufficient to enable them to fight him an
IN his fellows on equal terms forevermor
N He paid his obligations to engineers an
De firemen as he believed they deserved. an
r only his bank knows what he gave tt
nc crews who had sympathized with hin
1t 1t is on record that the last crew too
O. entire charge of switching operations G
en- Sixteenth Street, because "she" was in
n. doze at last, and Heaven was to hel
ed any one who bumped her.
x Now the highly paid specialist VIII
ee conveys the Lake Shore and Michiga
in Southern Limited from Chicago to Ell
ed hart is something of an autocrat, at
nd he does not approve OF being told no
ry to back I'D to car. None the less
"a. handled the Constance" as if she migl
rs, have been load of dynamite, and wht
= the crew rebuked him, they did 1t
le. whispers and dumb show.
al "Pshaw!" said the Atchison, Topel
or and Santa Fe men, discussing life late
IN 1--WE weren't runnin' for recor
les Harvey Cheyne's wife, she were si'
a back, an we didn't want to jounce he
es. Come to think of it, our runnin' tin
ed, from San Diego to Chicago was SIS
ac- You can tell that to them Eastern wa
&C. trains. When we're trying for recor
TX we'll let you know"
elc To the Western man (though til
y" would not please either city, Chicai
ley. and Boston are cheek by jowl, and sor
OF railroads encourage the deluslon. 1
ma, Limited whirled the Constance" in
lily Buffalo and the arms of the New 70
our Central and Hudson River (illustrio
ct. magnates with white whiskers and GO
ike charms on their watch chains board
OF her here to talk little business
Cheyne), who slid her gracefully in
My Albany, where the Boston and Alba
as completed the run from tide-water
ride-water-total time, eighty'sev
ell hours and thirty-fve minutes, or thl