The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-01-09

of the western yard. 1t was good luck
to see the sun again.
Little Meta UP on the hill must have
seen them as they pulled out. Surely
| she heard the ch0ppy, ice bitten screech
| of the 666. That was never forgotten
whether the service was special or reg
ular. Besides, the head cab Of the
ram carried this time not only George
Sinclair, but her father as we'll. San
key could handle a slice bar as well al
punch and rode on the head engine,
where, if anywhere, the big chances
lowered. What he was not capable of
in the train service we never knew, be.
cause he was stronger than any emer-
gency that ever confronted him.
Bucking snow is principally brute
force. There is little coaxing. Just
west of the bluffs, like code signals
between fleet of cruisers, there was
volley of sharp footing, and in a min
ute the four ponderous engines, two OF
them in the back motion, fires white
and throats bursting, steamed WILDLY
into the canyon.
Six hundred feet from the first cut
Sinclair's whistle signaled again. Burns
and Cameron and Kennedy answered,
and then, literally turning the monster
ram loose against the dazzling noun
tain, the crews settled themselves for
the shock
AT such a moment there is nothing to
be done. If anything goes wrong. eter-
nifty is too close to consider There
come a mutfled drumming on the
steam chests, stagger and q terrific
impact and then the recoil, like the
stroke of a trip hammer The snow
shoots into the air fifty feet and the
wind carries a cloud Of heecy confu- I
sion over the ram and out of the cut. /
The cabs were buried in white, and the
great steel frames Of the engines
sprung like knitting needles under the
frightful blow !
Pausing for hardly a breath, the sig
mailing again began, then the backing /
up and up and up the line. and again
the massive machines were hurled
screaming into the cut.
You're getting there Georgier' OK.
claimed Sankey when the rolling and
lurching had stopped. No one else
could tell a thing about it, for it was
snow and snow and snow. above and
behind and ahead and beneath. Sin
clair coughed the fakes out of his eyes
and nose and mouth, like a baff1ad
collie. He looked doubtful of the claim
until the mist had blown clear and tha
Quivering monsters were again recalled
for dash. Then it was plain that
Sankey's instinct was right. They
were gaining
Again they went in, lifting a very
avalanche over the stacks, packing the
banks of the cut with walls hard 40
ice. Again as the drivers stuck thew
raced in frenzy. and into the shrek
of the wind went the unearthly scrane
of the overloaded safeties.
Slowly and sullenly the machines
were backed again.
shes doing the work. Georgiep,
cried Sankey. For that kind of
cut she's as good as a rotary. Look
everything over now while I 60 hack
and see how the boys are standing if
Then Wen give her one more and give
it the hardest kind"
And they did give her one more. and
another Men at Santiago put M no
stouter fight than they made that SIM
day morning in the canyon of the
Blaekwood. Once and twice more they
went IN, and the second time the
humping drummed more deeply. The
drivers held pushed. panted and gain