Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1907-02-19

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answered, IS. Clark"
WHATS your full name" aske
Bucks.
"S. Clark"
But what does 8 stand for?" pei
sisted Bucks.
Stands for Cyclone. reckon. Don
~" retortcd the cowboy. with som
annoyance.
1t was not usual In those days on th
plains to plSss man too closely abou
his name. There might be reason
why 1t would not be esteemed cour
teous.
81 reckon It do" replied Bucks. drop
ping Into Slclone's grammar. Ant
without quiver he registered tn
new man rs Siclone Clark. and hi
checks always read that way. Th
name seemed to ft. He adopted !
without any objection. and after every
body came to know him 1t fitted g.
well that Bucks was believed to hav'
second sight when lie named the hare
briined fireman. He could get up
storm quicker than any man on tn
division and. II he felt so disposed
stop one quicker.
In spite Of his eccentricities. whicl
were many. and his headstrong way &
doing some things. Siclone Clark wa
Il good engineer and deserved bette
fate than the one that befell him
thougl-wh0 can tell?-lt may hay,
been just to his liking.
The strike was the worst thing tina
over happened to Siclone. He was on
| Of those big hearted, violent fellows
who went into 1t loaded with enthusi
asm. lie had nothing to gain by it
Mt least. nothing to speak. Of. But th'
idea that somebody on the East Ent
needed their help led men like Siclon'
In. and they thought 1t clnch tina
the company would have to take then
ull back.
The consequence was that. when WI
staggered along without them. men lik'
| Siclone. easily aroused, naturally o.
| violent passions and with no self re
straint. stopped ut nothing to cripple
the service. And they looked oil th'
men who took their places as entitled
neither to liberty nor life.
When our new men began comm,
from the Reading to replace the strlk
ers. every one wondered who woult
get Siclone Clark's engine. the 313. 81
clone lad gently sworn to kill the frs
man who took out the 313. bar no
body.
Whatever others thought Of Slclone''
vaporings. they counted for Il goOt
deal Oh the West End. Nobody wanted
trouble with him.
Even Neighbor, who feared no man
sort of let the 313 lie in her stall a
long as possible after the trouble be
gan.
Nothing was said about 1t. Threats
cannot be taken cognizance OF official
| ly. We were bombarded with threats
all the time; they had long since cease'
/ 10 move us. lct ciSiohC ohSihS ceoJ
ed in the roundhouse.
Then. after Foley and McTerZa ant
| Sinclair. came Fitzpatrick from tn
east. McTerza was put Oh the mails
and coming down one day on tn
White Filler he blew cylinder heat
out of the 416.
Fitzpatrick was waiting to take he
| out when she came stumping In oI
one pair OF drivers. for we were uslni
| engines worse than horsefiesh then
But of course the 416 was put out
The only gig left In the house wa'
the 313.
| imagine Neighbor felt the finger o
| fate in II. The mail had to go. Th'
tine had come for the 313. He order
ed her fired.
"The man that run this engine swor'
lie would kill the man that took he
out" said Neighbour. sort Of incidental
ly. Us l'Itz stood by waiting for her t
steam.
Il suppose that means me-" salt
Fitzpatrick.
81 suppose II does"
"Whose engine is it?"
"I;iclJne Clark's."
Fitzpatrick shifted to the other leg.
"Did lie say what | would be doin;
while this WIS going On!"
Something in FitZpatrick's mamie
naGe Neichb)r laugh. Other thing
crowded In and no more was said.
No more wns thought, In fact Th
313 rolled rs kindly for Fitzpatrick a
for Siclone, and the new engineer, ,
quiet fellow like Foley. only Go3'
bit heavier. went OIL and of her will
never II word for any Ody.
One day Fitzpatrick dropped into
barber shop to get shaved. In tn
next chair lay S!clone Clark. S.clon
rot through first and. stepping over t
the table to get his hat. picked III
Fitzpatrick's by mistake aud walket
out With 4 He discovered his chang
just as IuI got out OF HIS chair. u
clone came back. replaced the hat o.
the table-it had Fi;.patr.ck's nam
pasted In the crOwn-toOk up his ow
hat and us Fitz reached for his locke
ut him.
Every one In the shop caught thel
breiths.
"ls your name Fitzpatrick?
Eyes, sir"
"Nline Is Clark"
Fitzpatrick put on his hat
you're running the 3l3, ! believe?
continued Siclone.
eyes, sir"
"That's my engine"
81 thought 1t belonged to the CON
pany."
"Alaybe 1t does. but I've agreed t
kill the man that takes her out befor
this trouble Is settled" said Siclon
amiably.
Fitzpatrick met him steadily. ~
You'll let me know when II takes place
III try and be there"
~ don't jump on any man withou
fair warning. Any OF the hoys wi
tel! you that" continued Siclont
"Maybe you didn't know my word wa
OUT"
Rho,,na<.fem