The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-09-19

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URNAL FICTION SUPPLEMENTS SATURDAY, S
arbitrarily picking his forward Two minutes
later he was in the smoker bending the Italian and
shaking him.
Got your ticket Tony?"
mo gotta ticket"
mo gotta d, mum,
.'Whata do?"
Throw you off.
The Italian drew back to resist They parleyed
only because Francis bufing If he had
meant to the train at point he would have said
nothing-smply dragged the fellow out by the hair.
At last the Italian produced three dollars and half It
only enough to check him to Red Cloud He wanted
thru, dollars twenty cents.
The silent conductor stuck the in his pocket and
drew his cash fare slips Just then the pusher whistled
signal Francis suddenly furious at the sound
Showing slips his pocket hurried the vestbue
and put his head angry out Ahead he saw old John Par
kers lamp and steamers John had slid his door before
Francis could the vesbule That why the
ductor loved him. nobody not himself ever got
ahead john When his to look for
trouble the wind inspect
ing the trouble which this time from the hind end
Looking leaping journal box.
Just expected muttered, with freezing word
hat hind end couldn't smell tar bucket you stuck
his head into it, Get john he shouted to the
old baggageman, land a pair Of brasses Eustle!"
There was hardly slip their
sullen STOP But John Parker was
ready and waiting ahead Of the stop with can o.
because John didn't have overcoat He hustled bad
without for his two girls at board
ing school back in Illinois John picked up enough every
month carrying to buy overcoa but the dog money
went largely which extras in
illinois, the girls parlez yousd and John piled out without
any
Pat Francis stormed than the mountains as he
followed him All the scheming to save single stop was
blazing in the hot box Moore on the head engine
too to leave his cab It was Just bit too exas-
peratng pusher stood by and the second eng
helped just little.
But it was Pat Francis and John the safeties
screaming with the sleet creeping
hdingly down their backs and with soaking
aware lp
dug bitterly at the sizzling box flung out the blaz
ing waste set the screw the smoking
brasses, dumped the stuffed
their lamps for Moore before the last
of the bad words had blown down
squeakng and groaning and jerking, with
anxious interval whenever pair
of drivers let 60 Moore got
grade again. kept rolling after along
tangent to the Horseback, and across
AT the crest day broke and long, heavy
night the summit yard
up halted, jack of the train and
engine crews jumped off to shake hands
plucky runn spite schedule and hair better
do it, Jack?" asked Pat Francis at the
we?" returned the engineer slowing his
and calling for wrench
.ea the time a little didn't laughed with
face like lobster it, Pat you'd stopped
me- anywhere wouldn't done it-not for anybody.
clean out too. Are all ready back
here?" The pusher, disconnected gaoped by with jub
ant kick roundhouse watered
with No down the moutan side
different start thaarunnng past the wind instead of
into it, slung that brought excursonists up in tumble
of hangon after that, hanging all the
way Wild and then, just the Columbian Pacific
train passengers Benton,
grmy the junction thirtyfve minutes late
The connection was safe, but
body made it. Everybody too much
pied the to observe pair of
disreputabe haggard streaked, holoweyed ramps who
modesty along the of the crowd that
thronged platform It only Pat Francis and Moore
conductor and engineer OF No. l.
agony everybody but Pat Francis. Ten
later Bucks superintendent of the mountain DIVISION
at the Wckiup, reading letter from the
general manager.
"sir: On Thursday, June 49, Conductor p Francis eav
NJ No collected cash fare of three dollars and
fifty cents Of special service He failed to
issue slip this required furthermore he
carried this all the Benton Kindly effect
discharge distinctly understood that all den
quencies this will be sunmariy dealt with.
w. Bannerman, General Manager"
wasn't letter to to the stovenot that kind OF
fingered it much Francis
detective who the chair
smoker him and from cattleman to
"dago.,
Bucks called the tranmaster. Francis west.