The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-02-07

Lancaster studied a minute.
''Take him over TO the roundhouse and
see what he knows
l walked over with the new find chatting
warily. When we reached a live engine
told him to look it over. He threw OF his
coat. picked up piece Of waste, and swung
into the cab.
Run her out TO the switch" said I, step
ping up myself.
He pinched the throttle, and we steamed
slowly out of the house minute showed
he was at home an engine.
"Can you handle it? asked. as he shut
off after backing down to the roundhouse.
you use soft COAL" he replied, trying tho
injector. I'm used to hard. This injector is
new to me. Guess can handle it. though"
what did you say your name wss?"
81 didn't say" ~
'"what is it?" I asked, CURLY. 7
Foley"
''well. Foley. IL you have as much sense
as you have gall you ought TO get along. II
you act straight you'n never wantfor job
again as long as you live. If you don't
you won't live very long,
Got any tobacco?"
Here, Baxter" said I. turning to the
roundhouse foreman, this is Foley. Give
him a chew. and mark him up to go out on
No. II tonight If he monkeys with any
thing around the house kill him"
Baxter looked at Foley, and Foley looked
at Baxter; and Baxter not getting the to-
bacco out quick enough, Foley reminded
him he was waiting.
We didn't pretend TO run freights. but I
concluded to try the fellow one. feeling
sure that If he was crooked he would ditch
it and skip.
So Foley ran a long string Of empties and
a two of rotten oranges down TO
Harvard Junction that night. with one OF
the dispatchers for pilot. Under my orders
they had train made UP the junction
to bring back to McCloud. They had picked
up all the strays in the yards. including
half a dozen cars of meat that the local
Board of Health had condemned after IL
had laid out in the sun for two weeks. and
a car Of butter we had been shifting around
ever since the beginning of the strike
When the strikers saw the stuff coming
in next morning behind Foley they con-
cluded L had gone crazy
what do you think Of the track. Foley?"
said I.
Fair he replied, sitting down on my
desk "Stiff hill down there by Zanes-
ville''
ANY trouble to climb it," I asked. for
had purposely given him heavy train.
Not with that car Of butter. If you hold
that butter another week it will climb
hill without any engine"
"Can you handle passenger tramp
81 guess So
I'm going to send you west on No. to-
night"
Then you'll have to give me a fireman.
That guy you sent out last night is light
ningrod peddler. The dispatcher threw most
of the COAL"
"I'n go with you myself. Foley can
give you steam. Can you stand it to double
back tonight"
81 can stand it if you can"
When walked into the roundhouse in the
evening. with a pair of overalls on. Foley
was in the cab getting ready for the run.
Neighbor brought the Flyer in from the
east. AS soon as he had uncoupIed and got
out of the way we backed down with the
AS 1t was the best engine we had left.
and. luckily for my back. an easy steamer
Just as we coupled 10 the mail car a crowd
of strikers swarmed out Of the dusk. They
were in an ugly mood. and when Andy
Cameron and Bat Nicholson sprang up into
Look here. partner" exclaimed Cam
eron, laying a heavy hand on Foley's
shoulder; you don't want TO take this
train out. do you? You wouldn't beat hon
est wOrkingmen out OF a job?''
I'm not beating anybody out Of a Job. II
you want TO take out this train take it out.
II you don't. get out of this cab"
Cameron was nonplused. Nicholson. a
surly brute. raised his fist menacingly.
See here. boss" he growled. I'VE won't
stand no scabs this line"
Get out of this cab"
"I'll promise you you'n never get out Of Il
alive. my buck. If you ever get into II
again." cried Cameron. swinging down.
Nicholson followed. mutterine angrily. I
hoped we were out OF the scrape. but. 10
my CONSERVATION. Foley. picking up an oil
can, got right down. and began filling his
cups without the least attention 10 any
body
Nicholson sprang on him like a tiger The
onslaught was so sudden that they had him
under their feet in a minute. ] jumped
down.. and Ben Buckley. the conductor.
came running up. Between gave the
little fellow lift. He sQuirmed out like a
cat and backed instantly against the ten
der.
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