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

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hotly. IF it's ten to one. and on man S
back at that We'll do it different With a
quick, peculiar movement OF MS arm ne
drew a pistol, and pointing IL squarely at
Cameron, cried: Get back!'
1 caught a fash of his eye through the
blood that streamed down his face.
wouldn't have given a switchkey for the
life of the man that crowded him at that
minute. But just then Lancaster came up.
and before the crowd realized 1t we had
Foley, protesting angrily back in the cab
For heavens sake, pull out of this be-
fore there's bloodshed, Foley" L cried, and,
nodding to Buckley, Foley opened the
1t was a night run, and new track to
him. l tried to fire and pilot both, but after
would tend to the coal he would tend to the
curves, let him find them-and he found
them ALL L thought before we got to
Athens. He took big chances in his run
ming, but there was a superb confidence in
his bursts of speed which marked the fast
runner and the experienced one.
AT Athens we had barely two hours to
rest before doubling back. L was never
tired in my life till struck the pillow that
night, but before 1 got 1T warm the caller
routed me out again. The eastbound Flyer
was on time or nearly so, and when L got
into the cab for the run back Foley was
Just coupling on.
ibid you get nap?" 1 asked, as we
pulled out.
and I've been under the engine ever since.
Say. she's bird. isn't she? She's all right.
1 couldn't run her coming UP, but I've
touched up her valve motion bit, and I'll
get acquainted on her as soon as it's day
"Don't mind getting action on my &C.
count. Foley; I'm shy on life Insurance.
He laughed.
You're safe with me. I never killed man,
woman or child in my life. When L do
quit the cab. Give her plenty of diamonds.
NIL o added letting
full.
He gave me the ride of my life, but !
hated to ShST b he pI ne
water-and after that all down grade. we
bowled along as easy as nineplnS, but the
pace was hairraiser. After we passed
Arickaree we never touched a thing but the
high joints. The long, heavy train behind
us flew round the bluffs once in awhile like
the tail of very capricious kite; yet
somehow-and that's an engineers magic
she always lit on the steel.
Day broke ahead, and between breaths
caught the glory of a sunrise on the plains
from a lOcomotve-cab window. When the
smoke of the McCloud shops stained the
horizon. remembering the ugly threats OF
the strikers, L left my seat TO speak to
Foley
II think you'd better swing off when we
slow up for the yards, and cut across to
the roundhouse," 1 cried, getting close 10
his ear for we were on terrific speed. In
that way you won't run into Cameron and
his crowd at the depot" 1 added. Il can
stop her all right.
He didn't take his eyes off the track. "I'll
take the train to the platform" he said.
Isn't that q crossing cut ahead?' he
added suddenly, as swung round fill
west Of town.
Yes, and bad one.
He reached for the whistle, and gave the
long, warning screams. set the bellringer,
and stopped to open the furnace door to
cool the fire. when-chugi
l flew up against the watergauges like a
couplingpin. The monster engine reared
right up on her head. Scrambling to my
feet / saw the new man clutching the air
lever with both hands, and every wheel on
the train was screeching. l jumped to his
side and looked over his shoulder. On the
| crossing just ahead big white morse drag
ging a buggy, plunged and reared franti-
cally. Standing on the buggy seat a baby
boy chung be wildered to the laZyback: not
another soul in sight. All at once the horse
sWerved sharply back; the buggy lurched
half over: the lines seemed to be caught
around one wheel. The little fellow chung
on, but the crazy horse, instead of running,
began a hornpipe right between the deadly
rails.
/ looked at Foley in despair From the
monstrous quivering leaps of the great en-
CINE. / knew the drivers were in the clutch
of the mighty airbrake, but the resistless
momentum of the train was none the less
sweeping us down at deadly speed on the
baby. Between the two tremendous forces
the locomotive shivered like gigantic
beast | shrank back in horror; but the
little man at the throttle, throwing the last
from his box with face TRANSPORTED.
Take heri" he cried, and, never shifting
his eyes from the cut, he shot out through
his open window and darted like cat along
the runningboard to the front.
Not a hundred feet separated us from the
crossing | could see the baby's curls blow
ing in the wind. The horse suddenly leaped
from across the track 10 the side of it; that
left the buggy quartering with the rails not
twelve inches clear. The way the wheels
were cramped n single step ahead would
throw the hind wheels into the train; steI
backward would shove the front wheels
| into il. IL was appalling.
Foley clnging with one hand TO head
| light bracket. dropped down on the steam
chest and swung far out. As the cowcatcheI
shot past, FOleys long arm dipped into the
| buggy ike a sweep OF a cOnnecting-rOd. and
caught the boy by the breeches The i'm
petus of speed threw the child high in
the air. but Foley's grip was on the little
oVeralls, and as the yOungster bounded
back ne caught il close. / saw the horse
give n leap. IL sent the hind wheels into
the corner OF the baggage car There was
| a crash like the report of a hundred rifles
and the buggy flew in the air. The horse
was thrown fifty feet, but Foley, with a
great light in his eyes and the baby boy In
his arm. crawled laughing into the cab.
Thinking he would take the engine again.
/ tried 10 take the baby. Take it? Well,
think not
iii. there busteri' shouted the little en-
gineer wildly: that's corking good pair
OF breeches on you. son / caught the kid
right by the seat OF the pants" he called
over to me, laughing Historically. "Heav-