Crittenden record=press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1907-1909, 1907-04-25
with q sort Of "Thsre now, you fol-
lowsl Are you any good at all on the

Sitting In the dispatcher'S office, we
tagged her down the line like a swal-
Iow-Harvard, Oxford. GAINESVILLE, Ash
.on--and thousand people at the Nc
Cloud station waited for o'clock and
the Blackwood bluffs, watched him
stain the valley naples with a stream
If white and black, scream at the june
ton switches, tear and crash through
the yards and slide kissing and pant
Ing up under our nose swing out of
his cab and look at nobody at all but
his watch.
We made it $50 a. m. Central time;
he miles, 1856: the minutes. 121. The
schedule was beaten and that with the
1876 miles the fastest on the whole
l.O26 Everybody in town yelled ex-
,ept Foley. He asked for a chew of
tobacco and, not getting one handily.
bit into his own piece.
While Foley melted his weed George
Sinclair stepped out of the superin-
tendent's office-he was done i'm n
black silk shirt, with blue fourth
land streaming over his front-stepped
,ut to shake hands with Foley as one
hostler got the 400 out of the way and
another backed down with a new sky
scraper. the 500.
But nobody paid much attention to
all this The mob had swarmed around
the ratty, old. blind eyed baggage car
which. with an ordinary way car, con
sttuted the McWilliams Special.
Now, what does a man with Nc
Williams money want to travel spe-
:ial In an old photograph gallery
ike that for?" asked Andy Cameron.
who was the least bit huffed because
ne hadn't been marked up for the run
himself. You better take him in a
cup of hot coffee. Sinkers." suggested
Andy to the lunch counter boy. "You
might get ten dollar bill II the old
man isn't feeling too badly. What do
you hear from Denver. Neighbour" he
asked, turning to the superintendent
Of motive power rs the boy holding
,ut?"
I'm not worrying about the boy
holding out: it's whether the Five-Nine
will hold out"
Aren't you going to change engines
md crews at Arickaree!"
Not today" said Neighbor grimly
we haven't time"
Just then Sinkers rushed at the bag
gage car with a cup Of hot coffee for
Mr.. McWillams Everybody, hoping
70 get a peep at the capitalist. made
way Sinkers climbed over the train
,hests which We're dashed TO the plat
'orms and pounded on the door, He
pounded hard. for he hoped and be-
ieved that there was something in it.
But he might have pounded till his
coffee froze for all the impression it
made on the sleepy McWilliams.
Hasn't the man trouble enough
without tackling your chicory:" sang
,ut Felix Kennedy, and the laugh so
discouraged Sinkers that he gave over
md sneaked away
At that moment the editor Of the To-
al paper came around the depot cor
Ter on the run. He was out for an in
:erview and, as usual. Just trifle late.
However, he insisted on boarding the
baggage car to tender his sympathy to
McWillams
The barricades bothered him. but he
mounted them all and began an emer-
sency pound on the forbidding blind
ioor. Imagine his feelings when the
ioor was gently opened by a sad eyed
nan. who opened the ball by showing Il
life as big as a pinch bar under the
editorial nose.
"My grief Mr. McWilliams." pro-
csted the interviewer in a trembling
Toice. don't imagine | want to hold
Tou up. Our citizens are all peacea-
,le"-
Get OUT
"Why. man. I'm not even asking for
l subscription. I simply went to ten
sect out" snapped the man with the
gun. and in foam the newsman
climbed down. \ curious crowd gath
red close 10 hear an editorial version
If the Ten commandments revised on
he spur Of the moment Felix Ken
ledy said ii was worth going miles to
lear. That's the coolest deal I ever
struck on the plains, boys" declared
he editor. Talk about your bereav-
ID parents. If the hoy doesn't have n
hill when that man reaches him |
Mss my guess. lie acts to me as IL
lie was afraid his grief would get
lway before he got to Denver
Meantime George Sinclair was ty.
ng a silk handkerchief around his
neck, while Neighbor gave him part
ng lniunctions. AS he put up his foot
o swing into the cab the boy looked
or all the world like jockey, toe in
tirrup. Nelghbor glanced at his watch.
"Can you make it by II o'clock?' he
:rowled.
"AIake what?'
Denver"
Denver or the ditch Neighbour"
aughed George. testing the air. Are
'ou right back there. Pat?" he called
IS Conductor Francis strobe forward
o compare the mountain time.
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