The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-09-28

| plenty Of sea room; they'll have TO gal
lcp to make it."
( Cool and reckless planning. taking
the daring chances. straining the flesh
| and blood, driving the steel loaded TO
the swapping point; that was what il
meant. But the company wanted re-
/ suits; wanted the prestige, and the pre-
MUM. too. To gain them we were ex-
/ pected 10 stretch our little resources
/ 10 the uttermost
/ studied a minute. then turned 10
/ the dispatcher.
! TEL Norman to send them ont as
second A. that gives the right of way
/ over every wheel against them. II
they can't make IL on that kind of
schedule. II isn't in the track"
IL was extraordinary business, rather,
sending train of wheat through on a
passenger schedule. practically, as the
second section of our eastbound flyer:
but we took hair-lifting chances on the
plains.
IL was noon when the orders were
Mashed. At 3 o'clock No was due TO
leave GAINESVILLE. For three hours 1
kept the wires busy warning all op-
orators and trainmen, even switch-en-
glnes and yardmasters, of the wheat
special-second 4.
The Flyer, the first section and regu-
lar passenger train, was checked out of
GAINESVILLE on time. Second 4 which
meant George McNeal. Dad. the Slxv-
Seraper, and fifty loads of wheat, re-
ported out at $40. While we worked
on our time-card. Neighbor. in the dis
patcher's office across the hall, figured
out that the wheat train would enrich
the company just 81 900. tolls and pre-
MUM. If il doesn't break in two on
Beverly hill" growled Neighbor. with
a qualm.
On the dispatcher's sheet. which is a
sort of panorama, I watched the big
train whirl past station after station.
drawing steadily nearer TO US. and do
ing it, the marvel. on fun passenger
time. Il was a great feat, and George
McNeal, whose nerve and brain were
guiding the tremendous load. was
breaking records with every mile stone.
They were due in Harvard at 8
O'Clock. The first 4. our Flyer. pulled in
and cut on time, meeting S.. the west
bound overland freight. at the second
station east Of Harvard-Redbud.
Neighbor and l sat with the dis
patehers, up in their Office, smoking.
The wheat train was now due from the
west, and, looking at my watch, I
stepped TO the western window. AL
most Immediately l heard the long Pc
Ne---~+- - A-oAl0M u4aSL OL the ShX-
Scraper whistling for the upper yard.
shes coming" l exclaimed.
The boys crowded 10 the window:
but Neighbor happened 10 glance to the
east
What's that coming in from the
junction, Bailey?" he exclaimed, turn
ing 10 the local dispatcher. We looked
and saw headlight in the east.
That's 55."
Where do they meet?"
''F1fty-five takes the long siding in
from the 1unction"-which was two
miles east-'and she ought TO be on il
right now" added the dispatcher. anx-
iously, looking over the master me-
chanic's shoulder.
Neighbor jumped as IL a bullet had
struck him. shell never take a siding
tonight. She's coming down the main
track What's her orders?' he demand
ed. furiOusly.
Meeting orders for first at Red
bud. second 4 here, IS at Glencoe.
Great Jupiter cried the dispatcher.
and his face went sick and scared.
they've forgotten second l."
They'll think OF her a long time
dead roared the master mechanic.
savasely, jumping to the west window.
Throw your red lights, There's the
Sky-Scraper now"
Her head shot that instant around
the coal chutes. less than a mile away.
and IS going dead against her. I stood
ike one palsied, my eyes glued on the
burning eye OF the big engine. AS she
whipped past a street arc light I caught
a glimpse OF George McNeaTs head ont
Of the cab window He always rode
barehesded II the night was warm. and
knew Ia was he. but suddenly. ike A
fash. his head went in knew why as
well as n my eyes were his eyes and
my thoughts his thoughts He had seen
red signals where he had every right
10 look for white
But red signals nOW-tO stop her
TO pull he.- fat on her launches like a
broncho? Shake n weather flag at a
cycionet
| saw the fire steam from her drlv-
ers. I knew they were ehurning in the
sand: I knew he had twenty cars be-
hind him sliding. What OF it,
TWO thousand tons we're sweeping
forward like an avalanche. What did !