The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1905-02-03

out her HeaQ 10 meet the look or IN
quiry in the porter's black face. Up
and down the car she gave a hasty
glance. Apparently no one else realized
the tragedy that was going on so close
at hand, for no other curtains were
swaying, no other heads were thrust
out.
"Sumfn' you want. miss?"
"Wby-why, don't you hear that
dreadful noise?" she said. "I think
some one in the berth next to me is
dying"
In the dim light she could see the
darky's teeth CLEAN ivory white in q
grin that reached from ear to ear.
Its just the gentleman In the low
er berth, miss, snoring. will wake
him up. Soon as he rolls over he'll
STOP"
Amy jerked in her head as il the por-
ter. had struck her. She could feel him
switch aside the curtains below her.
Two masculine voices were waited to
ward her, then the sound of deer,
grunt that was decidedly masculine
and silence.
Up in her eyre Amy lay, still flush.
ing hotly with modification. She knew
that porter would tell everybody on the
train next morning. She wished she
could change cars. Then suddenly from
the berth below the hated sound rose
again. Evidently there was no respite
from this infection, and, oddly enough,
she felt herself plying the man who
was responsible for ii. 1t was really a
disease, she decided, and he was so
young too!
The next morning she met him face
to face in the dining car. Her cheeks
were flooded with crimson. She knew
by the quizzical light in his eyes that
he had heard of her mistake, and I'M
doubtedly every one on the car knew il
by this time and would consider it
fine joke
She ate her breakfast in a resentful
humor. She felt reckless and misera-
BILE and it may have been this mood
which caused her to sway uncertainty
as she crossed from the diner back to
the sleeper. She reached out a hand TO
steady herself against the side of the
vestibule. Suddenly it seemed to her
as If n sharp, redhot iron had been
thrust into her finger tip and run up to
her shoulder. She tried TO draw away
her hand as a child does from hot
stove, but something held 1t tight, and
then she awoke TO the truth. The train
had been swinging around a curve. and
the iron plsits, or folds, of the vesti-
bule, left uncovered by a careless EN-
ployee, had opened just far enough to
admit her finger and then had closed
upon it again. she was held as IN n
wise, and her calls for assistance could
not be heard above the roar Of the
train. And so it happened that the
hateful young man. came upon her.
white Tipped and fainting, When, they
had pried the hand loose he carried her
unconscious figure into the vacant
drawing room. The conductor came
hurrying up. greatly perturbed over the
accident, which meant damage suit
for the company. He turned to the
porter.
Hustle through the train and find
out whether there Is a physician on
board"
The young man spoke sharply, Il
am physician. Porter. bring me that
long. narrow black bag from my
BERTH
And so 1t Happened when Amy woke
up it was to find the hateful young
man deity bandaging her injured
hand. The drawing room was placed
at her disposal by the anxious conduct
or, and the entire train force was on
its knees before her. The uncovered
vestibule meant that some employees
head would fall into the basket.
Toward noon. in spite Of the terrific
pain in her crushed finger, Amy COM
menced to feel drowsy, thanks to the
mild narcotic which DR.. Mexican had
administered He pumped up the Pill
lows for her. and she rnurmured drow-
silly, Il didn't sleep very well last
night"
Mexican bit his lip. 81 was afraid
you wouldn't. That was the worst
part of my having TO put Mr.. Carter
IN the berth with you. but COULDN'T
get him another lower In the car, and