The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1904-11-16

I'M thirty or forty miles southeast
of Railways camp.a train was
crawling over badly laid
track that led toward the Saginaw
valley. The whole affair was very
crude. To the edge Of the right of
way pushed the dense swamp, like a
black curtain shutting the virgin coun-
try from the view of civilization.
Across the snow were tracks of an
finals.
The train consisted Of a string Of
freight cars, one coach divided half and
half between baggage and smoker, and
day car occupied by two silent, awk-
Iward women and child. In the smOk-
er lounged dozen men. They were of
various sizes and descriptions, but they
all wore heavy blanket mackinaw
coats, rubber shoes and thick German
socks tied at the knee. The air was
SO thick with smoke that the men had
difficulty in distinguishing objects
across the length Of the car.
The passengers sprawIed In various
attitudes, and their occupations were
diverse. Three nearest the baggage
room door attempted to sing. but with
out much success. A man In the cor
ner breathed softly through mouth
organ, to the music OF which his seat
mate, leaning his head sideways, gave
close attention. One big fellow with
square beard staggered back and
forth down the aisle offering to every
one refreshment from quart bottle.
1t was rarely refused. OF the dozen
: probably three-Quarters were more or
less drunk.
After a time the smoke became too
dense. A short, thickset fellow with
an evil, dark face coolly thrust his heel
through a window. The conductor.
who, with the brakeman and baggage
master, was seated in the baggage van.
heard the jingle of glass. He arose.
"Guess I'll take up tickets" he re-
marked. perhaps it will quiet the
boys down a little"
The conductor was a big man, raw
boned and broad. with a hawk face.
His every motion showed lean. quick.
pantherlike power.
!. LET her went" replied the brake
follow his chief.
The brakeman was stocky, short and
long armed. In the old fighting days
Michigan railroads chose their train
, officials with an eye to their superior
deltoids The two men loomed on the
noisy smoking compartment.
Tickets, please" clicked the con-
ductor sharply.
Most of the men began to tumble
about in their pockets, but the three
singers and the man who had been of
fering the quart bottle did not stir.
Ticket, Jack!' repeated the con-
ductor. "Come on, now!'
The big bearded man leaned uncer-
tainly against the seat.
"Now. look here, Bud,' he urged In
wheeling tones. 81 amt got no ticket.
You know how it is. Bud. l blows my
stakes" He fished uncertainty in his
pocket and produced the quart bottle,
nearly empty "Have a drinkT
NO." said the conductor sharply.
"a right" replied Jack amiably.
''Take one myself" He tipped the bot
tie, emptied it and hurled it through a
window. The conductor paid no APP
parent attention to the breaking of the
glass;
eff you haven't any ticket, you'll
have to get off," said he.
The big man Strengthened up.
''You go to blazes!' he snorted, and
with the sole of his spiked boot deliv-
cred a mighty kick at the conductors
thigh.
The official. agile as wildcat, leap
led back, then forward and knocked the
man half the length of the car. You
see, he was used to it. Before Jack
could regain his feet the official stood
over him.
The three men In the corner had also
! risen and were staggering down the
aisle intent on battle. The. conductor
took in the chances with professional
rapidity.
"Get at 'em, Jimmyp said he.
And as the big man finally swayed
to his feet he was seized by the collar
and trousers in the grip known tc
ssbouncers'' everywhere. hustled to the
door, which some one obligingly open
ed, and hurled from the moving train
into tile snow The conductor did moi
care a straw whether the obstreperous