Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-04-30

and Knew It. rye run fast accommoda.
lions on the line for three years and knoT
s s s W. sssss :s 5 zS1 asav
through and that man was Wepo HoyI
didn't do It to oblige super who has lelo
me of for a trumped-up complaint, startee
brmp. I did II for Lyman Brewster. who
was willing to kill himself to make ms run.
| by JudasP' :.
Don't forget yourself Hoysl sI Ma nes Of .,
twinkle in the sharp. gray eye. Inink q
the irregularity. Running without ORDERS.
II had the conductors, Darwins
"Whew! that new one. He doesn't Kno"
you.''
'That wasn't my business, sir"
young man." Blakely looked very stern
'If anything had happened I might nave
lost my position"
"Weil, nothing did happen, and if those
western directors hadn't got here this after
noon in time to vote at the annual meeting
this road would be gobbled by the Crap.
Handle System. and where would your oot
be Them
BlakeIy threw back his head and roared
out hearty guffaw
"By mighty he choked. You're right
Seems to me you are posted on our AFFAIRS
my lad
of temper subsiding.
Look here!' exclaimed Blakely, sudden
ly sober again. keep your mouth shut
I'll fix this thing. You had private orders
from me- seer
Hoyt nodded.
Now, how about that bottle. my man.
Straight goods?'
He listened keenly to the story as told to
Hetty. Then he picked up his pen
II believe YOU, was his short comment
'Hoyt, you are reinstated Get out, now
Return in fifteen minutes. I'm busy. Say
you've got an honest phiz, boy. Did you
ever tell lie in your life?'
The engineer bit his lip. Seems to me ]
did, once he replied slowly. ut was
about a dog"
HUH" snorted Blakely. amused. well,
what are you waiting for?"
"Brewsters train. sir. Who will make
the return trip?"
THE engineer who brought her in, OF
course. Come back here when I said. and
get your orders
When Hoyt left his engine at Hatters-
field he went at once to the Brewster cot
tage, thankful to see light shining in the
rear rooms.
They're home'' he smiled.
Hetty opened the door with an exclama-
ton of joy Hoyt stepped in He knew by
her eyes, pathetic with strain and tear
traces, yet glowing with happy welcome,
that all was well. He knew, too. when he
put out his arms, that she would come to
him. For one long sweet moment he held
her close, their lips clinging
Silently, she led his steps through the
hall, with fast whispered explanations of
the return from Lordsburg, journey quiet
ly accomplished without comment.
His brain is clear now. but he doesn t
believe it, she said He wants to hear
1t all from you, Webb
By the big bed in the little back room,
with soft hand nesting in his own, Hoyt
told the story of his day.
Lyman Brewster stared grimly at the
ceiling.
And I'm to run for you until you're well
again. finished Hoyt. I've got my or
ders''
The big engineer chuckled bit I'm
obliged to you, Webb. You've saved me
my job, not to speak of the rest Blakely 8
got a saying, Once crazy, always crazy,
and he's sUperstitious about it. No matter.
He'll never know of that blamed spell, for
no one knows it but us three
There was a grateful silence.
Presently Brewster rolled his right eye
with unexpected penetration in the direc-
ton of the clasping flyers by the side of
Hoyt's chair
The eye winked solemnly.
II fancy 1 wouldn't make no objection
to having an engineer for a son-in-law, -
he said in his deep, humorous voice.
"Oh, father" cried the girl. You mean
you don't mind
Brewster turned his head toward the wall
II amt lookin'," murmured his sonorous
rumble