The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1899-05-06


wires; for, now that their anxiety was
removed, men and cities FASTENED TO
accommodate. Los Angeles called to
San Diego and Barstow that the
Southern California engineers might
know and be ready in their lonely
round houses; Barstow passed the
word to the Atlantic and Pacific: and
Albuquerque flung it the whole length
of the Atchinson, Topeka and Santa
Fe management. even to Chicago. An
engine, combination car with crew, al d
the great and gilded Constance" pri.
Vate car were to be expedited" over
those two thousand three hundred and
fifty miles. The train would take pre-
cedence of one hundred and savenry-
seven others meeting and passing; de-
spatchers and crews of every one of
these trains must be notified Sixteen
locomotives, sixteen engineers and six
teen fremen would be needed-each
and every one the best available. Two
and one-half minutes would be allowed
for changing engines. three for water
ing and two for coaling. warn the
men, and arrange tanks and chutes
accordingly; for Harvey Cheyne is
in a hurry, a harry-a hurry" sang
the wires Forty miles an hour will
be expected and division superinten-
dents will accompany this special over
their respective divisions. From San
Diego to Sixteenth street, Chicago, let
the magic carpet be laid down. Hur-
ry! oh, hurry"
"It will be hot" said Cheyne, as
they rolled out of San Diego in the
dawn of Sunday. Were going to
hurry, mama, just as fast as ever we
can; but / really don't think there
is any good of your putting on your
bonnet and gloves yet. You'd much
better lie down and take your medi-
cine I'd play you a game Of dominoes,
but it's Sunday.
"Ill be good. oh, I will be good.
Only-taking off my bonnet makes me
feel as if we'd never get there"
TRY to sleep a little. mama. and
We'll be in Chicago before you know"
"But it's Boston, father. Tell them
to hurry"
NO GRADE FOR SPEED.
The six-foot drivers were hammer,
ing their way to San Bernardino and
the Mohave wastes, but this was nc
grade for speed. That would com,
later. The heat of the desert follow.
ed the heat of the hills as they turned
east to the Needles and the Colorado
river. The car cracked in the utter
drouth and glare, and they put crush
ed ice to Mrs. Cheyne's neck, AM
toiled up the long, kng grades, pas
Ash Fork, towards Flagstaff, where
the forests and quarries are, under the
| dry, remote skies. The needle of tn,
| speed-indicator flicked and wagged tC
and fro; the cinders ratified on the
roof, and a whir of dust sucked af
ter the whirling wheels. The crew o
| the combination sat on their hunks
| painting in their shirt-sleeves, AM
| Cheyne found himself among then
| shouting old, old stories of the railroaC
that every trainman knows, above tn
roar of the car. He told them about hi
son, and how the sea had given up III
| dead, and they nodded and spat an,
| rejoiced with him; asked after cher
| back there" and whether she coult
stand 1t II the engineer ''let her out I
| piece 'and Cheyne thought she could
| Accordingly, the great fire-horse wa
"let out" from Flagstaff 10 Winslow
till a division superintendent protested
But Mrs. Cheyne, in the boudoi
stateroom. where the French maid
sallow-white with fear, clung to tn