The Globe-republican., 1903-02-05
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Say, fellows have You ever been there
in love, I mean? Well, its tho al.
frsdest funniest feeling you ever had.
Little love bells, or something like
that, Jingle AL through every fiber Of
your being. And everything in the
world looks bigger and brighter and
happier, and even the fellow that stole
your overcoat appears like an angel.
"Any way, shortly after leaving the
conductor, I coiled myself on one Of
the seats and went to sleep. About
half-past three I awoke with q start.
The car was flooded with the awtulest
sound that was ever turned loose
among passengers. Men and women
had their heads pqked through tho
curtains. and, talk about sloqusncss
phosphorescence, yellow and red 1t.
mospherel Dog my buttons, the car
was full Of 1T! And pretty soon that
ear was fun Of something else, too
flying window screens, shoes, pillows
and handbags. And what do you think
was the cause of the trouble? A deep
cheSted Shanghai rooster was perched
on top Of the curtain rod, right over
my head, believing like a bull.
How did he get in the car, you aske
Woman, of course; lady smuggled him
IN under her shawl. But that's moth
ing; a woman would take anything
into a sleeping car from a poll parrot
to a horse and wagon.
sour next stop was Winston; and,
thanks to the rooster, my robber was
up and dressed. How to get him by the
station was now a problem. The train
was on time, and no subterfuge about
being late or things like that would
do, for the fellow was remarkably we'll
acquainted with the country. And
dog my buttons! no train ever
climbed a mountain so fast,
"And my heart got heavy as lead
as thoughts Of the girl in Chicago came
back to me. Every revolution Of the
wheels, instead Of bringing me nearer,
was taking me farther away from her.
Two thousand five hundred dollars
and the girl Of my choice, slipping out
of my grasp like CREASED lightningi
I grabbed that rooster by the nech
and fired him through a window, glass
and all!
"Just then three sharp blasts from
the engine told me that we were near
ing the station; the engineer applied
the air and the train slowed down.
I caught up a whisk broom and was
brushing the robber to beat the band
when the train conductor came on the
scene. He said:
"We'll not stop here, porter. Wen
simply slow down 80 the engineer can
catch his orders. We'll send this man
back from the next stop on No. g."
"But little did be dream at that mo-
ment how the next stop was to DO
made.
"From Winston to the next station,
in the direction We are going, are
miles right straight down. And the
road is so crooked that a blacksnake
could hardly follow it. About a mile
down from Winston the engineer lost
control of the automatic air, and-dog
my buttons-talk about wild rides,
broncho Dustin and strenuous life ,
there vas never anything in all this I
world half so strenuous as the ride Of
that night! The train stopped rum
ming altogether and went to bug jump :
Ing. The engine screamed and snort
ID an" tore round those sharp curves (
like a demon. No person in my car I
could stay any place! Everybody was
everywhere, hurting and jumping over !
ZACH other like 80 many kids playing I,
eap-frog. But, Of course, the end soon \
.ame. The engine left the track and \
down a h~undred-foot embank. !
nent, feet up, into the river. The rest Z
# the train followed, and some Of the I