Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-05-30

red tail-lights OF the private-car spe-
cial were yet within a sprinter's dash
0s the trackhead, but the train-master
lost no time chasing ten-wheel hyer
with Red" Callahan at the throttle.
"Up to my ofice!" he shouted; and
ten seconds later Kent was leaning
breathless over the desk in the dis
patcher's room while M'Tosh called
Durgan over the yard limits telephone.
els that you, Durgan?" he asked.
when the reply came. Then: Drop
the board on the mail, quick! and
send somebody to tell fischer to side
track, leaving the main line Western
Division clear. Got that?"
The answer was evidently prompt
and satisfactory, since he began again
almost in the same breath.
Now go out yourself and flag Calla-
han before he reaches the limits. Tell
him the time-card's changed and he is
to run west with the special to Meg
ilp as first section OF the mail-no
stops, or Fischer will run him down.
Leg it! He's halfway down the yard,
now!"
The train-master dropped the ear
piece Of the telephone and crossed
quickly to the dispatcher's table.
Orders for the Western Division,
Donohue," he said curtly. "and don't
let the grass grow. Receivers car.
Callahan, engineer, runs to Megilp as
first section Of fast mail. Fast mail.
Hunt, conductor; Fischer, engineer;
runs to the end Of the division with
out stop, making up all time possible
Add to that last, BY order Of the re-
ceiver.'
The orders were sent as swiftly as
the dispatcher could rattle them off
on his key; and then followed an in
terval of waiting more terrible than a
battle. Kent tried 20 speak, but his
lips were parched and his tongue was
like a dry stick between his teeth.
What was doing In the lower yard?
Would Durgan fail at the pinch and
mismanage 1t so as to give the alarm?
The minutes dragged leaden-winged,
and even the saunders on the dispatch
er's table were silent.
Suddenly the clicking began again.
The operator at yard limits" was
sending the o. K. to the two train or
ders. So far, so good. Now If Gala
han could get safely out on the West
ern Division.
But there was a itch in the lower
yard. Durgan hat obeyed orders
promptly and preci ely, and had sue
ceeded in stopping ;allahan. Durgan
climbed to the cab Of the 1.OlO, and
the changed plan IS explained In
dozen words. But now came the
crux.
IF I stand here till you'd be bring
in me my orders. I'll have the whole
kit av thin buzzin' round to know
fwhat's the matther," said Callahan;
but there was no other thing to do,
and Durgan hurried back to the tele-
graph office to play the messenger.
He was too long about it. Before he
got back, Halkett was under the cab
window of the 1,0l0, demanding to
know-with many objurgations-why
Callahan had stopped in the middle
Of the yards.
Get a move on you!" he shouted.
THE express is right behind us, and
it'll run us down, you damned bog
trotter!"
Callahan's gauntleted hand shot up
to the throttle-bar.
I'm ravin', Misther Halkett," he
said mildly. will yez 60 back to the
car, or ride wit me-"
The general superintendent took no
chance Of catching the Naught-seven's
hand-rails in the darkness, and he
whipped up into the cab at the first
sharp cough of the exhaust.
'T'll go back when you stop for your
orders" he said; but shadowy figure
had leaped upon the engine-step