The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1906-07-21

a steamer leaves-let me see, we've
the sailing list here-the Britannia. al
1854. Cut his time pretty fine. Got
his ticket beforehand. l expect. You
can telegraph; but if he's so clever
at making up, not much use."
4For moment l despaired. l knew
there was no other train until too
late to catch the ship and possibly
identify the thief. No other train
But -
There is one way, Mr.. Winter,
I said, desperately. IF l can get a
special within the next hour. l might
get to Liverpool soon enough after
the 512 to catch the ship. can pay
for one"
You kr,aw it will be difficult to get
it," said r. Winter.
eyes, IT. % try, Mr.. Hemsworth, "
cried Lucy, SO encouragingly that I
should have blushed if had been less
excited BIT you mustn't waste any
time"
And didn't At 90 minutes past
six. accompanied by a policeman in
plain clothes, l left the station ON a
special"
Allowing a quarter Of an hour to get
down to the docks at the other end,
We must be in Liverpool by 7.39.
"Seventyfive miles to do in 20 min
utes," I said to the driver. Can you
manage it,"
Just try her, sir" he said wink
ing at the fireman. We'll get you
there, you'll see. No. 149 is flyer,
you bet
We rushed on through cuttings ana
over bridges, and soon the pace in
creased perceptibly. The great en-
CINE, with a steady pressure Of 112
pounds, tore along like huge living
creature.
"She goes WE'LL" I remarked.
Not yet" said the driver "Wait
till we get on bit And you, sir"
he continued, addressing the police
man, had better sit over there by
the coal box. if you don't feel comfort
able on your feet"
My companion was evidently i'll at
ease. and had not spoken a word since
the sta:t. He complied with the re-
quest and kept his position to the end
Of the journey.
A crashing and Earring of many
points, and we swept through Peni-
stone. The station clock was at GAP
Thirteen miles in 13 minutes.
The driver looked at me, for the
roar and rattle began to make talk
difficult, and opened the regulator
valve a trifle The engine responded
at once, and rushed on toward the
long Woodhead tunnel with terrific
laboring and jolting. But we were
rising, and when we reached Dunford
Bridge it was already GAS, and we
were still behind time.
At Cooley, as we swerved to the
left at the junction, l found that we
had at last begun to gain. 1t was
just o'clOck-we had come 33 miles
in 81 minutes. Still, l felt doubtful
as to the end. The driver smiled at
the telltale expression on my face,
Z.
She felt the effect at once and leaped
forward.
At Warrington we were three min
utes ahead, and at Sankey we had in
creased that gain. At last, with the
front red hot, we were swinging round
the long curve into the second port of
TIE kingdom. Only mile in front OF
US when the driver wiped his brow
with a piece of cotton waste and be-
gan to slow down as we ratified over
the lti:iicity Of points. And it was
only 1."5
Told %2u she'd do it, sir!" he said,
with quiet triumph. "Seventy-four
miles in &C minutes is not bad-eh?
What -"
The expression of his face changed
suddenly, and he dashed to the han
lies. In few seconds we had slack
ened speed, and fty adJ.brakes hard
On, came to me Parish OF >ral hun
bred yards outffer or permit any1o
Last signe drainage of such a..
ough his property, or me
? Of the public road, in,
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