The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1906-03-30
By
FRANK HI.
SPEARMAN
Copyright. 1900, by s. s.
Mcclure Co.

SHdpe 0E sl2e-JuSt u Sud"i anu d Uon-
net, that's all. Anyhow, the Duffy
boys mother was that way, and there's
lot more like her don't know what
gets the fathers. Maybe very often
the scrap But there's almost always
somewhere a mother. So after Martin
began to make a record, to help his
mother and his brother both, he spoke
| for Bob. Callahan didn't hesitate or
| jolly him, as he used to do with good |
many. He thought the company could |
not have too many of the Duffy kind.
So he said, eyes, sure" And Bob
! Duffy was put at work-same thing ex
actiy, carrying messages reading hair
destroyers and blowing his salary on
pie.
But pie acts queer. Sometimes it
makes mans head solid and his heart
big, and again 1t makes mans head
big and his heart solid. I'm not say
ing anything more now, except that
pie certainly acts different.
Bob Duffy was taller than Martin
and. would repeat, handsomer, but I
can't, because Martin had absolutely
no basis of beauty to start with. He
was parchmentlike and palish from
sitting night after night and night after
| night over d sounder. Never sick day
in his life, but always over the sounder
until, sleeping or waking, resting or
working, the current purred and pur-
red through his great little head like
familiarity taking old tomcat lie could
guess more Off d wire than most men
co11Id catch after the whole thing had
tumbled in.
So up and up ladder he went, Mes
senger, operator--up to assistant dis
patcher, up to a regular trick dispatch
er, up to the orders and signing the
~. M. c." the letters that stood for
our superintendents name and honor;
up to the trains and their movements,
I'D to the lives, then chief, with the
honor of the division all clutched in
, Martin Duffy's three quick right fin
gers on the key and his three quick
left fingers on the pen at the same in
slant scratching orders across the clip.
Talk about ambidexterity! Martin
. didn't know what it would be like to
use one hand at time. Ii Martin
Duffy said right, trains went right; il
he said wrong, trains went wrong. But
Martin never said the wrong; he said
+ only the right Giddings knows; he
= copied for him long enough. Giddings
, and plenty more OF them can tell all
about Martin Duffy.
Bob didn't rise In the service quite SO
h fast as Martin. He was rather for
D having a good time. He did more of
the social act, and that pleased his
r, mother, who on account of her bonnet
% and-shawl complexion didn't achieve
much that way. Martin, too, was
proud of his brother, and as soon as
!, Bob could handle wire-which was
Il very soon, for he learned things In no
: time-Martln got Callahan to put him
n up at Grant as operator. Bob got the
: place because he was Martins brother
" nothing else. He held it about two
; months; then he resigned and went to
10 San Francisco. He was restless fellow
It was Bob up and Bob down. For q
n year he wandered around out there
o. telegraphing; then he bobbed up again
j, In Medicine Bend out Of job. He
X wanted to go to work, and-well, Cal
t lahan - Martins brother, you know -
d sent him up to Montalr as night oper
n ator. Three months he worked steady
/ as a clock; then one night the dispatch
10 ers at the Bend couldn't get Montai
o. for two hours. It laid out No. and s
f. special with the general manager ant
,r made no end Of row.
- Martin said right of he ought to &C
" but there was the little mother u
10 home, silent, expect, but pleading-lke
ut It was left largely to Martin, for tn
10 young fellow was already chief, an
Of that was the trouble. He hated to bea
s. down too hard, SO he compromised b
&c asking his superintendent not to fir
o. Bob, but to set him back. They sen
to him up as night man to Rat River, To
10 meanest place ON the whole system
re That was the summer Of the Templar'
ys conclave at San Francisco.
We worked the whole spring gettin
fy things up along the line from Omaha
10 the Sierras for that conclave. Engine
d. were oyerhauled, rolling stock touche
be up, roadbed put i'm shape. everythin
a. shaken from end to end. Not only wei
Id the passenger records to be smashes
ar but beyond that q lot Of our big gei
y. eral officers were way up Masons an
IL meant that our line should get NJ
a merely the cream Of the business. bs
bit the cream of the advertising out OF tL
TT thing. The general tenor OF the Il
ID, structions was to nickel plate ever
h thing, from the catafpas to the targ,
I rods. For three months before the col
cIava date we were busy getting read
Lr- for 1t. and when the big day drew net
nd on which we were TO undertake til
ng moving and feeding OF 1900 people OF
be way On one track through the moul
ei- tains the cartlnks smoked crescent an
he the Russian section men began to Q
gs their hair.
ID Callahan was superintendent ind
Inn Bucks, then general manager, and Ma