The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-15

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cool the night Now the day again unrefreshed
seemed to falter ere it began its course.
Across the face of the country of rail-
way line shone palely the struggling light
In one spot the big bulk of locomotives trucks,
coal heaps, and tanks doomed against the gray
Dictated the railway siding of Bundarabee.
. "A few sleeping cottages, small wooden things with
iron roofs, clustered to the
and families and sometimes-for they must sleep
the men themselves; the whose ride
forth the huge throbbing there
eed their nsatiae hunger and minister to their eternal
thirst.
Far away the Shrek a solitary engine shocked the
In one of the cottages began movements of life
woman, with sleep weary had lifted her
OIL her arm and risen from her bed to the
O'Clock breakfast for her husband He movement
had rolled over and sworn little with weary
irritation at broken sleep, engine at the
government. at the wife who insisted was time to
get up.
Two odd little rooms manufacture stood side
by side at the of the cottage of the
new day crept into girl of ten light
sleep from her and night had been too
hot for drea1nless slumber gray light outside
showed her it possible get up opened her
door and stole out into the adjoining remind its
occupant of the fact
Burgo Robinson, the the engine driver was
two years older perhaps sister One liked his
penetrating young his good forehead the caution
and capability expressed by JAM the sister,
had forehead equally not one ounce
OF caution in her naturea Wild mpusive restless atom
Burgo had once said he believed been filled up
with charges of gunpowder at intervals these ex
poded Still she his stimulating companion and he
seldom had conjunction in following her lead
Bundarabee was the dullest place n the world But
time to time and the fascination always hung about
tne station yad these two could hardly have borne the
content themselves with sheep-ke lives the other
children of the place.
engines and seaming glorousy into world upon it,
HIS mother her poor soul stuned with saving sxpences
all her life, tried to check the ambition Where could
money be found for him an engineer? He
must be content of course, to be a foreman like his
uncle Brown driver his father was, and as his
GRANDPA Their had the lad dreamt on Jan
ever at his side to fire his thoughts.
She came into his early light her black
hair tumbing the Shoulders nightgown She
shook him by his shoulder.
How you sleep?" said There's no breath
anywhere. Get and let's trucks start"
Burgo upbraided her fercely. "Why she let
him have bit of peace?" he said why didn't she go
away?'
my nets were full of mosquitoes" said; "and oh,
it's been so hot. I've hardly been O sleep at ALL
The boy sat up, and the sitting morning smote
Come OUT said the girl persuasivey. "1t's almost
cool outside"
She stepped to the door the yard Burgo
found himself slipping reluctantly out of bed follow
ing her.
Over the of their little paddock they went the
parched grass that unacquanted with
ly had knowledge of dew The girl still in her
white nightgown; the boy pink and blue striped
. pajamas. ....-..
AT the tanks the locomotive kissing cheerfuly
away. Uncle Brown his still filled with Sleep was
getting the
Why said, "you kids is up early Don't know
wen you're well off. you don't Were's your father?"
Getting up the children thought Jan said she had
heard her mother making up for the breakfast
They hung about engine was ready and still
the father did not Uncle Brown about and
mildly, but he good-natured fellow and even
as he sWnore worked cheerfully
'Cut and tell him he'll get the yet Burg" he
said at last Were ten minutes already
Then "Od ard" he added and climbed down from the
cab. 'I go myself, get some mt too Yer
aunt don't get up to after my breakfast"
: The children smiled for this Uncle Browns pet
joke. He dwelt alone in and had no wife
children at ALL but the reference Eyer aunt"
Eyer COUSINS and the story of their and dislikes
perpetual that had they stepped suddenly into
being the children would have recognized instantly
Go and get bits O. close sssie," he said as
he turned Eyer little cousin wouldn't seed down
with only 'er nightshirt on"
But "Sissie' merely tapped delightful garment
said that when she grown up do lust
she liked she would never anything sum-
went the slipping paddock intent on
"be," and the thin, pleasant line of the
cottage chimney made him discontinued ever that
there Mrs. Brown"
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