Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1904-08-17

because the gears just completely out
o. the head o that section and there
wouldn't be nothln' to make couplln'
to II you caught em, which 1t amt
likely you'll do anyway"
Bitters was thinking of Hennessy
and No. S, II No. were on time. she
was just leaving Lyshon. Chances
were she was late. He knew Hennes-
sy. 1t was for him to reach Oldtown
la time to stop No. S at Lyshon Bit
tiers sic6ened at the thought OF the
Saturday night rush of women and
children which had given Hennessy's
train the name of the nursery ex-
press"
They worked quickly then. In thirty
seconds Bitters was ia the cab, and his
Irish engineer was giving the mogul
steam enough and some to carry. Bit.
tiers figured it was four miles to the
goal. and the way they paced il off
made it impossible for him to say he
was disappointed when he jumped off
at 0ldtowR.
! 'No. 8, hold her at Lyshon. My
1 frcights busted, an thirty-three of
'em are on the grade, goin' to beat
| thunderr
mo. 81" The dispatchers face was
! pie crust "She left Lyshon six min
| utes ago. late" He went back to his
| instrument and sent Seventeen the
clear out signal to warn the road
| south of him, but as he did so he knew
| that No. s was coming up Long Misery
ten minutes late, straight into the
| teeth of the worst runaway the A. and
| Il. had known.
! Hennessy was Tuning at Lyshon
for he couldn't afford another second
| yet Oldtown had seen nothing of the
| wild freight.
| Better wait for another report from
| Oldtown," said the operator. But
| UenneSsy was six minutes late then
and resolved to go on up the grade
| He slgnaled his engineer and jumped
| OIL the rear. The brakeman was there
| aud grinned when the conductor cursed
| his luck.
| Henuessy. half way through the
! door, wheeled. There, away back by
| the station platform. only a fading bit
! of dismal detail in the familiar view.
was old Tympan standing in the mid
| die OF the track and waving crossed
! arms.
Left and signaling us to come back
for him." said the rear brakeman.
Hennessy spoke eloquently. looking
at his watch. The time frightened
him. I'm not go back for him." he
cried. Il can't be-
There was that in the rear brake
mans eyes which stopped Hennessy.
Suppose he should leave Tympan at
Lyshon over Sunday. with no trains
either way, and suppose the old mans
| pull with X. III. p. were still working,
| and suppose the young husband of her
who was Nell 7ympan, he who worked
| In the G.. 7. AS office, should
And there was old Tympan himself
standing in the middle OF the track
and signaling. Back up back up
back up" Could he afford to ignore
the old fellow? Though it hurt him to
do it, he said
mo, l believe I'll go back for the
old guy, Bill"
The rear brakeman pulled the cord.
and Hennessy went in to reckon just
how much over thirty minutes late
he would be into Oldtown.
There was no denying that old Tym-
pan was exceeding drunk. Hennessy
smothered his wrath with difficulty as
No. backed into Lyshon, for he
hadn't relished what he had heard go
ing through the day coaches. He leaned
I out toward the dirty figure Keeling
across the platform and heard lynn
pans idiotic laugh as he boosted of
having called back the biggest train
on the road. II Jus went out there
RI out there-and signaled, Back up
and yer backed up, didn' yer? l tell
YER gents, there amt err man o. the
rod darst ter dis-disobey my orders"
There was a scramble ON the plat
form behind them, and the dispatcher
came shrieking like plow train at
blind crossing.
Back up, Hennessy. for all you're
worth" he shouted. Runaway freight
thirty something cars off the wild
train coming down the grade-be here
oh, Hennessy, look up the liner
1t was cloud OF sand and dust at
the first curve in the Long Misery,
three miles away.
Hennessy's knees wavered. The dis
patcher struck him with his fist be-
tween the shoulders, crying: "Quick,
mani Run her back into the siding and
let the freight 90 by"
The passengers knew only enough
to complain that they were horribly
shaken up that afternoon near Lyshon
1t was Hennessy himself who switched
No. s into the siding and who thanked
heaven with all sincerity that it was
just long enough to take his train and !
leave the main line open. AS he threw |
the switch his head went dizzy with |
the whirl of the freight When the |
threatening thirty-three banged past |
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