The Newark journal. (Newark, Ark.) 1901-1959, 1907-03-01

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the night he pushed his track up tt
the disputed crossing, rushed the
guarded engine, and ditched it,
Virginia felt that she ought to be
decorously sorry for relationship
sake, but the effort ended in little
paean of joy.
But Uncle Somerville-what will
he do?"
He is with McGrath on the engine,
getting himself-and us-to the front
in a hurry, as you perceive"
isn't it too late to stop Mr.. Winton
now"
II don't know. From what | could
oyerhear | gathered that the ditched
engine is still in the way, that they
are trying to roll it over into the
creek. Bless me. McGrath is getting
terribly reckless." this as a spiteful
lurch of the car flung them both
across the compartment.
Say Uncle Somerville,' she amend
ed. Don't charge it to Mr. McGrath.
Can't we go out on the PLATFORM"
"It's as much as your life is worth
he asserted, but he opened the door
for her
The car was backing swiftly up the
grade with the engine behind serving
as "pusher' At first the fiercely
driven snow-whirl made Virginia gasp.
Then the speed slackened and she
could breathe and see.
The shrilling wheels were tracking
around curve into a scanty widening
of the canyon. To the left. on the
rails of the new line, the big decapod
was heaving and grunting in the
midst Of an army of workmen swarm
ing thick upon the overturned guard
engine.
Goodness! it's like battle!" she
shuddered. AS she spoke the Rose
mary stopped with a jerk and Nc
Grath's fireman dared past to set the
spur-track switch
The points were snow-clogged, and
the fireman wrestled with the lever,
saying words The delay was meas
urable in heartbeats. but it suficed.
The big decapod coughed thrice like
a mighty giant in a consumption; the
clustering workmen scattered like
chaff to a ringing shout Of Stand
clear and the obstructing mass OF
iron and steel rolled, wallowing ana
kissing, into the stream.
Rails to the front! Hammermen!"
yelled Winton; and the scattered force
rallied instantly
But now the wrestling fireman had
thrown the switch, and at the Raiah's
command the Rosemary shot Gu. on
the spur to be thrust win locked
brakes fairly into the breach left de-
fenseless by the ditched engine. With
a mob-roar of wrath the infuriated
track-layers made a rush for the new
obstruction. But Winton was before
them.
Hold on" he shouted bearing
them back with outflung arms. Hold
on, men, for Gods sake. There are
women in that carl"
The wrathful wave broke and ed.
died murmurous while a sq"&re-shouL
dered old man with fierce eyes and
huge white nustaches, and with an
extinct cigar between his teeth, cam
bered down from the Rosemarys en-
gine to say:
"Hah. a ratheh close conn ection, eh,
Misteh Winton? Faveh nc with a
match, ii you please, sch. May l
assume that you won't Tumble my pri.
vate car into the ditch?"
Winton was white-hot, but ne found
a light for the Rajah's cigar, casing
his mind only as he might WITH Eir-
ginia looking On.
81 shall be more considerate of the
safety of the ladies than you seem
to be, Mr. Darrah, he retorted. "Yau
are taking long chances in this game,
SIR
The Rajahs laugh rumbled deep in
his throat. mot so vehy much longer
than you have been taking during the
mast fortnight, my deah sch. But
neyeh mind; alls fair in love or war,
and we appeah to be having q little
of both up heah in Qua'tz creek, hah ?'
Winton flushed angrily. 1t was no
light thing to be Knocked before his
men. to say nothing Of Miss Carterat
standing within arms reach on tie