The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1903-05-30

You've something new ON your
mind, Bud; know it,
Rose Copley's clinging fingers held
her husband fast "Killian will do
you nothing but harm, Bud. Why do
you go with him?'' The moonlight
glinting through the poplar leaves
sparllled on gathering tears.
"Pshaw, Rosie, Tins all right.
We've long worked on the section to-
gether. | must see him tonight and
find out if Maxey will take us on
again. That's his whistle now
He shook her off impatiently and
strobe off, turning his head to call: go
III and tend to baby. I'll soon be
back"
The woman sighed, wiped her eyes
and stepped up the path to the small
brown cottage. She glanced at the
child slumbering peacefully in his crib,
moved about uneasily and again stood
at the door, her black eyes straining
into the darkness.
81 cannot settle down." she unused.
Poor old Bud! He never touched the
tools, and it's two weeks since they
laid him off. Dear me! l wish 1 could
forget that dream. Two nights run
ming I've dreamed it. The roar and
trembIe and crash and screams. L
can't remember the place and faces,
but they were familiar at the time.
Pshaw! I'm upset and nervous about
things, and the IL o'clock tearing
through was the cause, 1 guess
With her easy, good natured husband
and the baby, Rose thought herself
lucky woman. Only recently Bud had
been irritable at times. The mystery
of the missing tools was vet to be
cleared up. A wrench had been found
in Killian's room, and Bud was with
him at the tool house the night before.
i've no business to bother him." she
thought repentantly.
Nervously she waited while the min
utes crept along, then with sudden
decision picked up her gray shawl and
stepped to the crib in the corner. Baby
will sleep I've simply got to get him
home" she whispered. Its nearly
half past 10. What does all me to feel
so? There's his revolver on the man
tel. Yes; I'll take it just for company"
She locked the door and glided down
the road.
'Hullo. Budw
"Hullo, Tim! Who are your friends?"
"A couple of new men. Mr.. Lutz-
Mr.. Copley Mr.. Copley-Mr. Grayle
My pal, boys"
The men shook hands in the shade of
the great elm.
Section work?'' Intercepted Bud
Yes. MaNey's put us on. Tim, here,
knowed we'll in the Albany yards.
Come ON, Mike. 1 guess we. can find
the place" The strangers shifted back
from the moonlight.
whats up?". asked Copley.
Killian answered him: Rail spread
this side of the gap Let's go down
and show them. We've nothing on
hand, and it's a dark spot for green
men. The boss said he's sent the tools
on hand car, and they're in the
ditch. It's only a few minutes job
Come" He put his hand on Bud arm
Upon the track Killian dropped be-
hind with Copley.
Bud" he growled, were dishedr'
WHAT The other halted.
Fact! I've got my notice. Your
turn tomorrow"
Its an internal outrage" cursed |
Copley angrily. ''In all the years I've |
worked they never had a complaint |
What III do? I'm married and settled |
here. l can't move
Nllldlu began TO swear. 'Ine ID |
I'd like to see 'em in
trouble"
by Jove, I would" Copley STUN
bled along despairingly.
The moon in sudden brilliance gilt
tered upon the shining rails, curving
into the ravine beyond. Ahead and
seventy feet below the river brawled
against the abutments of the bridge.
"Good!'- muttered Killian. "We'n get
even, ehf'
Bud did not reply. His brain was
whirling. "Rose-the baby-the happy
little home" He staggered on.
The track curved sharply just this
side of the gap. There waited their
The crowbar, Mike. GrayIe, you
help him." Copley, examining the
nearby rails, did not heed Killian's
voice so full of import. On his knees,
ne looked up. Nothing spread here.
boys, that l see.''
The others came close with hard
aces. There will be- spoke KilIian
srimly. You're in on this, Bud. No
'ooling Wen get even and more
aickings than would come to us in
'ears OF shaving. No one will suspect
'ou We chaps will be miles away by
morning. You can take your time.
anyway, you're in on it,
But the other was regarding him In
,orror. "For Gods sake, Timw he
sasped. you're foolingi No? You
iirty devil, let me up, Help, HelpiI
A-a-h''-
Hit him again, Grayle! There. that