The Democrat-sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1906-1935, 1907-01-17

Maybe 1t does, but I've agreed tC
kill the man that takes her out before
this trouble is settled" said Siclont
amlably.
Fitzpatrick met him steadily. "Ii
you'll let me know when 1t takes place
III try and be there"
81 don't jump on any man without
fair warning. Any of the boys will
tel! you that" continued Siclone
"Nraybe you didn't know my word was
out?"
Fitzpatrick hesitated. "I'm not look.
ing for trouble with any man." he re-
piled guardedly, but since you're dis
posed TO be fair about notice it's only
fair to you TO say that did know your
word was out"
"Still you took her?'
at was my orders"
"My word is out. The boys know II
is good. l don't jump any man with
out fair warning. l know you now,
Fitzpatrick, and the next time see
you look out" And without more ado
Siclone walked out of the shop, great
ly to the relief of the barber If not of
Fitz
Fitzpatrick may have wiped little
sweat from his face, but he said moth
ing, only walked down to the round
house and took out the 313 as usual
for his run.
A week passed before the two men
met again. One night Siclone. with a
crowd of the strikers, ran into half a
dozen Of the new men. Fitzpatrick
among them, and there was a riot. 1t
was Siclone's time to carry out his in
| tention. for Fitzpatrick would have
! scorned to try to get away. No tree
ever breasted tornado more sturdily
than the Irish engineer withstood ST.
clone. but when Ed Banks got there
with his wrecking crew and straight
ened things out Fitzpatrick was picked
up for dead. That night Siclone dis
appeared
Warrants were got out and search
ers put after him, yet nobody could or
would apprehend him. 1t was general
ly understood that the sudden disap-
pearance was one of Slclone's freaks.
If the ex-cowboy had so determined
he would not have hidden to keep out
Of anybody's way. l have sometimes
pondered whether shame hadn't some
thing to do with 1t. His tremendous
physical strength was fit for so much
better things than beating other men
that maybe lie himself sort of realized
it after the storm had passed.
Down east of the depot grounds at
McCloud stands or stood q great barn
like hotel, built in boom days and long
favorite resting place for invalids
and travellers en- route to California by
easy stages. 1t was nicknamed the bar
racks. Many railroad men boarded
there, and the new engineers liked it
because 1t was close to the round
house and away from the strikers.
Fitzpatrick, without a whine or q
complaint, was put to bed in the bar
racks. and Holmes Kay, one OF the
staff surgeons, was given charge of tive
case. A trained nurse was provilwl
besides Nobody thought the injured
man would live. But after every care
was given him we turned our atten-
ton to the troublesome task of operat-
ing the road.
The 313, whether it happened so or
whether Neighbor thought it well to
drop the disputed machine temporarily,
was not taken out again for three
weeks. She was looked on as hoo
doc, and nobody wanted her. Foley re-
fused point plank one day to take her,
claiming that he had troubles of his
own. Then one day something hap
pened to McTerza's engine. We were
stranded for locomotive, and the 31S
was brought out for Mc'rerza. He
didn't like it bit.
Meantime nothing had been seen or
heard of Siclone. That, in fact, was
the reason Neighbor urged for using
his engine, but 1t seemed as If every
time the 313 went out 1t brought out
SiclOne. not to Speak of worse things.
That morning about 3 o'clock the un.
lucky engine was coupled on to the
White Filler. The night boy al the bar
racks always got up hot lunch for the
incoming and outgoing crews on the
mail run. and that morning when he
was through he forgot to turn off the
lamp under his coffee tank. 1t over
heated the counter, and in n few min
utes the woodwork was ablaze. If the
frightened boy had emptied the coffee
on the counter he could have put the
fire out, but instead he ran out to give
the alarm and started upstairs to
arouse the guests.
There We're at least fifty people
asleep in the house, travelling and rail-
way men. Being modern building, 1t
was quick prey, and in an Incredibly
short time the flames were leaplng
through the second story windows.
When / got down men were jumping
in every direction from the burning hO-
tel. Rallroaders swarmed around, busy |
with schemes for getting the people |
out for none Is more quick witted in |
time of panic. Short as the opportunity |
was. there were many pretty rescues. |
until the flames. shooting up, cut of |
FOR 1t but TO stand and watch the de- |
struction or the long. rambling build
Ing. Half a dozen Of us looked from
the dispatchers' offices In the second |
story OF the depot. We had agreed thai
the DeaDle We're all out when Foley be-
low gave a cry and pointed TO the
south gable. Away up under the caves
mt the third story window we saw a
face. II was Fitzpatrick.
Everybody had forgotten Fitzpatrick
and his nurse. Behind as the flames
lighted the opening, we could see the