The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-01-10

ed tried to climb the smokestacL hut
ne was excited Anyway, he stood o,,t
there with shovel and kept the whole
bunch off me- l thought they xrorId
XII MIN. But l never tried 10 chase
range steers on foot again.
In the spring we got the rains-not
ike you get now, but cloudbursts. The
section men were good fellows only
sometimes we would get into n storm
miles from section gang and strike 3
place where we couldn't see a thing
linen Siclone would stop the train
take a bar and get down ahead and
sound the roadbed. Many and MANY q
washout he struck that way which
would have wrecked our train and
wound up our ball of yarn in a minute
! Often and often Siclone would 90 into
his division without a dry thread on
him.
Those were different days" unused
the grizzled striker. The old bows ara
scattered now all over this broad land
The strike did it, and you fellows have
the snap. But what 1 wonder often
and often is whether Siclone Is really
alive or not"
SiclOne Clark was one Of the two
cowboys who helped Harvey Reynolds
and Ed Banks save 50 at Griffin the
night the coal train ran down from
Ogallala. They We're both taken into
the service. Siclone after awhile went
to wiping.
When Bucks asked his name, Siclone
answered, IS. Clark"
whats your full name?" asked
Bucks
rs. Clark"
"But what does S stand for?" per
sisted Bucks.
Stands for Cyclone, 1 reckon. Don't
it?" retorted the cowboy, with some
annoyance.
1t was not usual in those days on the
plains to press a man too closely about
his name. There might be reasons
why it would not be esteemed cour-
teous.
Il reckon 1t do" replied Bucks, drop
ping into Siclone's grammar. And
without culver he registered TIE
new man as Sicione Clark, and his
checks always read that way The
name seemed to fit He adopted 1t
without any objection, and after every
body came to know him it fitted so
well that Bucks was believed to have
second sight when he named the hare
Drained fireman. He could get up a
storm quicker than any man on the
division and, If he felt so disposed.
stop one quicker.
In spite of his eccentricities, which
were many, and his headstrong way of
doing some things, Siclone Clark was
a good engineer and deserved a better
fate than the one that befell him,
though-who can tell?-it may have
been just to his liking.
The strike was the worst thing that |
ever happened to Siclone. He was one |
of those big hearted, violent fellows |
who went into it loaded with enthusi- |
asm. He had nothing to gain by it
at least, nothing to speak Of But the |
Idea that somebody on the East End |
needed their help led men like Siclone |
In, and they thought it a cinch that |
the company would have to take them
all back.
The consequence was that, when we
staggered along without them, men like
Siclone, easily aroused, naturally of
violent passions and with no self re-
straint, stopped at nothing to cripple
the service. And they looked on the
men who took their places as entitled
neither to liberty nor life.
from the Reading to replace the strik-
ers, every one wondered who would
get Siclone Clarks engine, the 313. ST.
clone had gently sworn to kill the first
man who took out the 313, bar no.
body.
Whatever others thought of Siclone's
vaporings, they counted for a good
deal on the West End. Nobody wanted
trouble with him.
Even Neighbor, who feared no man,
sort of let the 313 lie in her stall as
ong as possible after the trouble be-
gan.
Nothing was said about it. Threats
'annot be taken cognizance of official
Y. We were bombarded with threats
III the tipe; they had long since ceased
o move US. Yet Siclones engine stay
ID in the roundhouse.
Then, after Foley and McTerza and
Sinclair, came Fitzpatrick from the
asst. McTerza was put on the mails.
nd coming down one day on the
White Filler he blew a cylinder head
ut Of the 416.
Fitzpatrick was waiting to take her
ut when she came stumping in on
ne pair of drivers. for we were using
ngines worse than horsefesh then.
But of course the 416 was put out. !
he only gig left in the house was :
he 313. ,
l imagine Neighbor felt the finger of /
ate in 1T. The mail had to go. The I
me had come for the 313 He order '
d her fired.
THE man that ran this engine swore l
q wAuld kill tho 49, | \