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

"Father. you're not fit to 60"
.I've got to make my run, child. There
no enc to put on, and-pshaw! m al
right. Hetty.'
"You are not Bed is where you ought
10 be this minute. l won't let you sur ou'
or this house"
The engineer laughed weakly, buttonins
his heavy REFER The slight cachlnnatioii
brought on a paroxysm of coughing. lie
let go the door knob and staggered ~ d
chair. :,
There" cried the girl. Il knew no" II
would be- 10 take off your things Id l.
I'll run over to the station and tell them
how II is"
Lyman Brewster shrugged his big shouio-
a,s. getting TO his feet with logged reso-
luton.
Nonsense" he said, grufEiy. Am l go
tiny 10 turn yellow for little cold out
of the way Het. Don't act so. III wire
YOU from Sedgeport.
His daughter faced him appealingly. wen
she knew the uselessness OF further arr ~ u.
ment When the broad, good-natured lace
took on that expression, he was no longer
her easy-going, indulgent parent, TO De cou-
died or commanded as she Wllied' ne W."
Brewster, the engineer who had never MISS
ed but one run, and that the time ne lay
under his engine in the ditch half mile
beyond the Ratspaw bridge, unhurt pu'
Just lying there with one hand on the steam
valve and his knees crowded against tiie
fire door or rather pressing his CAB cush-
ion. which he luckily had interposed. Inc
cushion was burning when they got MIN
out. He only asked, coolly for DIT OF
plug and whether the train was saielS
across.
Eyes, and no one hurt. How did he dare
shove her over like that?'
only thing to do. Where was the
bridge?'
"Oh. the bridge was gone
Yes and the train would have gone with
IT if that cool human bull dog had not been
at the throttle. 1t went wide open when the
timbers tottered and turned on the curve
beyond the bridge. Such things had 10 De
done, occasionally.
Reckless" the officials said, but they
made him a substantial offering on the sly,
The penetrating wind Of the sharp April
day cooled his hot cheeks as his feet pick
ed a way through the mud Little black
spots danced before his eyes He miscai-
culated puddle areas and wet his feet. His
head throbbed.
estly dressed girl, sitting in the car be-
hind the smoker, made room for young
man whose face lighted as he halted with
hand on the seats arm. Then 1t fell into
'Sit down. why don't your
But, Hetty?"
Don't be foolish. I never believed a
word of IT, Webb. Besides, / want you.
NORTHUMBERLAND" His smooth face red
dened as he sidled into the seat with a
stammering gasp.
ooh, l don't mean that, stupid! cried
his companion, blushing. I want you TO
take some whisky
II never touch It," interrupted the man,
hastily, with concerned stare. Its mean
of you to say that, Hetty, after what oc-
CURED"
1t was Hetty's turn to stare Then she
laughed outright.
ITO take some to father, If you'll give
me time to speak Dear me! Wepp is
your brain giving way?'
Not surprising If it was, he 'retorted.
sulkily "Queered with everybody, laid on
for no fault of NINE accused or drinking
when on duty. /, the youngest engineer
on the road, and the older men all saying 1
was the right stuff for an express In time
If / get a freight I'll be lucky. l admit
that / banged old "a into the round house,
but the lever stuck and she wouldn't stop.
That bottle was left in the cab by fel-
low don't know his name-who asked
me to give 1t to Bryant, the telegraph OPP
orator at the junction. l slid 1t in my
pocket and forgot It. That's the whole
truth of the matter, Hetty Just to show
you how innocent / was, hauled 1t out be
fore the crowd, never dreaming how 1t
would look, and the blamed thing wasn't
quite full Bless your soul! Inside OF two
hours 1 was a drunkard. an engine smash
it. That's the worst of it. He-he told me
l could keep away from you"
well. you haven't, 1t seems. Here you
are right by me. and I'm mighty glad OF
1t, Webb. I'm worried to death. There is