The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1903-04-02
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BY w. ii. Boyce.
ia NASTY night, Haskell"
BY w. ii. Boyce

ASPlJ W Guc SieetluS Ol
the round house foreman, passed out
into the yard, thoroughly tired,
hungry and irritable after my 12O-
mile u in the cab of the limited ex-
press.
1t was one of those wild nights
we sometimes, but not often, get
during the month of November. A
night of the blacklist darkness, filled
with driving rain and frozen sleet;
night OF washouts, doubtful road
beds, delays and loss of time, to be
followed by a five-minute interview
with the division superintendent, a
man of few words and much less con-
sideration.
| had just brought in the limited
to the icy condition of the rails, and
L knew what to expect.
y I hurried along through the wind
and rain, eager to get to my board
ing house where a warm supper and
dry clothes awaited me.
| had just reached the house when
i heard the sounds of hurried steps
coming down the street after me.
i turned and glanced carelessly over
my shoulder and saw, by the flicker
ing light on the opposite corners,
that it was Nick, my fireman.
"We're in for it this time, I guess"
he exclaimed abruptly, as he came.
up the steps after me.
"'Why, what's the trouble now?"
. T oc1,ol o14l@~I r l- 1871
good idea of what was coming.
"The old mans down at the yard,
and he's cussing like a trooper be-
cause you went off before he got a
chance to see you"
"We lost 20 minutes on that grade:
I suppose that is what it means,'' I
answered. swell never mind. I'll
be right down as 500 as I eat my
supper and get into some dry clothes.
I'm drenched."
"No, it amt that" replied Nick
quickly. 'The deuce is to pay some
where: We've got to pull out again
and catch the 9:45 into Hampton, ard
she's gone nearly ten minutes now.
I've got ~ out and fred up. She'll
w w ChC C111C we SSU DuCh.
Come on:"
I will not state that. I did not say
anything out of the way, But sup
per or no supper, together we hur-
ried back down to the yard, where I
found Henderson pacing up and down
in the storm and groMling like u
hungry dog.
F.E@ SSHa - ~ H. L oar
gets into Hampton?" he asked, as
soon:as I came in sight.
cts doubtful" I answered shortly.
'She's been gone ten minutes al
ready"
ooh, yes, you can," he insisted per-
sistently. "There's nothing ahead of
you-you have got a clear track I'M
til midnight"
"Why don't you telegraph" I
asked, wonderingly.
"That's the trouble" he snarled.
'The wires are all down; I can't"
well, I'll: try it. What are the Or
ders?"
/ knew that if we were to overtake
take the 9:45, there was no time to
be lost in asking idle questions. Be-
sides, l was not in very good humor
:, at the sudden change from a warm
supper, dry clothes and shelter to a
wild night ride over an uncertain
road in the storm; and moreover, I
had no very sincere liking for Jacob
Henderson, Esq.
Il want you to catch the 9:45 be-
fore she gets into Hampton" he re-
peated insistently. "You can do it, if
you open her up and let her go.
When you overtake her give this note
to Conductor Davis, and if he gives
you anything to bring back, take it,
no matter what it is. I'll wait here
for you. How quick can you start?'
[ thought that there was some
thing rather unusual about all this,
but it :was not for me. to question or
ders.
"In about two m~inutes,'' I said,
promptly; "just as soon as I can
AXE In a little water. The tank is al
most empty.
"Never mind the water" cried the
cid man, impatiently. II want you to
get started. You have got enough
to run down with. You can take
some coming back"
This thoughtlessness on his part
nettled me a little and I retorted
rather sharply:
I'm running this engine, Mr.. Hen
"derson. If. you want me to overtake
the 9:45 it will take speed, and speed
takes steam and L cannot make steam
without water. If you can, just step
up and take my place and do it."
He made no reply, but turned away
with something that sounded very
much like an oath, and I felt that my
hasty reply had cost me my position,
for Henderson was a man that tool
mo words from any man on the road,
big or little.
With some regret I backed No. 81
up beside the tank, and just as
stopped under the pipe I saw some
one step quickly out of the shadow OF
the tank and approach the engine
Thinking it to be some belated pas.
senger, I gave the matter TO further
thought, but turned my head an6
looked back to where Nick was busii,
engaged with the water pipe.