The Savannah morning news., 1901-11-09
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A LAY SERMON IN RHYME.



BY Col G. N. Saussy.
There was trouble in the office of the
Old X. Y. & T.,
When word came in that No. had
smashed with No. 3,
And reduced the whole equipment to
match and kindling wood
And knocked the SO mile post half mile
from where it stood.
Then they gathered up the fragments,
about twelve baskets full,
(Which did not take into account COW
and brindle bulb.
Then the chairman of Executives sum-
moned the board to meet,
To investigate this matter, each men,
Der in his seat
Then the chairman of the meeting said
to the president.
1T seems to me you cannot run rail-
road worth a cent"
The presidents face flushed crimson;
he said he must refuse
To have this charge placed to his score;
but if they must abuse
Some one. The Central Manager APP
pears to be the man
On whom the fault should fall this
time for l believe he ran
The whole business in my absence;
suppose you call him in,
Uncork the walls of your wrath and
rub it in like SIM"
The Central Manager was called, or
him the charge was laid
And asked was this the work for which
his salary was paid?
The Central Manager looked wise; he
said he could explain
He had given full instructions while he
was off the main
Line; the General superintendent was
in control,
To him the board must look for this,
he was not in the hole"
The Central Superintendent was next
upon the list"
From him a plain explanation, the
board must now insist
The Central Superintendent proved:
was on Division One,
Had gone on urgent business, had not
gone out for fun:
Was looking after matters then that
needed watchful care,
And had left this part of the line, not
having any fear
But the Division officer could operate
the line,
On him the penalty must fall, on him
impose a fine.
The Division uprintendent then came
upon the floor,
Was told this ugly charge or fault was
ldlQ down at MS door.
81 have looked into this matter and /
have found just where
The trouble lies; l know the man, I'm
ready now to swear,
1t is the Master of the Road, on him
the burden falls,
Twas his neglect that caused the
crash, just send him hurry
calls
And fetch him in. he'll tell you how
the accident occurred;
On him I'm sure the crime is fixed, let
charges be preferred"
Then the Master of the Roadway was
placed upon the stand,
And told to state the facts he knew,
the evidence in hand.
Now the Master of the Roadway was
a stern and rigid boss
Would tolerate no nonsense, was. surly,
curt and cross.
He did not like to have this fault laid
at his Office door,
So hasty met the charge, and said he
reckoned he knew more
Than any one, just where the blame
should rest, he'd set it right;
II any man accused him then. right
there he'd have to fight.
THE Scotch&Foreman is the chap, the
lazy trifling cuss,
Whose negligence and carelessness has
brought up all this fuss.
I'll send for him; you'll find the facts,
as l can clearly prove,
I'll send telegram to him, and tell
him get move
On him, be here by o'clock" The
Section Master came
To help the Board, the Manager, Road
Master fix the blame.
He asked what business called him up.
You'll find out soon enough,
You cuss: a red-hot roasts in store
for you, you'll find it rough
Before the Board gets thro' with you,
you better say your pray'rs,
You'll find the old town hot tonight
/ wonder that your ears
Don't burn you now; you better make
your peace; the jig is up
With you, look for another job, you
lazy no count pup"
The old section foreman wilted, grew
pale about the gills.
The cold sweat broke from every pore
and ran down in little rills;
And then the chairman of the board
called on him to report,
This was very solemn case, it was
no time for sport.
Then the Section Master stammered,
tried hard to state the cause,
Said he had heen attentive, had close
observed the laws
AS well as the regulations that govern
ed all his work.
Had stood up to his duty. and was
never known TO shirk.
Protested loud his innocence, said there
was some mistake.
He had been making tie contracts, ten