The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-01-14

West EndY And we thought we were.
Sitting In the dispatcher's office, we
tagged her down the line like a swal-
low-Harvard, oxford, GAINESVILLE, Ash
ton-and thousand people at the Nc
Cloud station waited for 6 o'clock and
for Foley's muddy cap TO pop through
the Blackwood bluffs, watched him
stain the valley naples with stream
of white and black, scream at the juno
ton switches, tear and crash through |
the yards and slide kissing and pant |
ing I'D under our nose, swing out of |
his cab and look at nobody at all but /
his watch.
We made 1t $50 a. m, Central time; |
the miles. 1856; the minutes, 121. The
schedule was beaten and that with the
1876 miles the fastest on the whole
1925. Everybody in town yelled ex-
cept Foley. He asked for 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 in a
black silk shirt, with blue fourth
hand streaming over his front-stepped
out to shake hands with Foley as one
hostler got the 466 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-
stituted the McWilliams Special.
NOW, what does a man with Nc
Williams money want to travel spe-
cial in an old photograph gallery
like that for?' asked Andy Cameron,
who was the least bit huffed because
he 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 a ten dollar bill If the old
man isn't feeling too badly. What do
you hear from Denver, Neighbour he
asked, turning to the superintendent
of motive power. SIS the boy holding
out?"
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
and crews at Arickaree?"
mot today" said Neighbor grimly
'We haven't time"
Just then Sinkers rushed at the bag
gage car with a cup Of hot coffee fol-
Mr.. McWilliams. Everybody, hoping
to get a peep at the capitalist, made
way. Sinkers climbed over the traiT
chests which were dashed to the plat
forms and pounded on the door. He
pounded hard, for he hoped and be
lieved that there was something in it
But he might have pounded till hi!
coffee froze for all the impression 1
made on the sleepy McWilliams.
Hasn't the man trouble enough
without tackling your chicory?'' sans
out Felix Kennedy, and the laugh 81
discouraged Sinkers that he gave owe
, and sneaked away.
At that moment the editor of the 10
, cal paper came around the depot cor
; ner on the run. He was out for an In
terview and, as usual, just trifle late
However, he insisted on boarding tn
baggage car to tender his sympathy t
McWilliams.
The barbados bothered him, but b
mounted them all and began an emel
gency pound on the forbidding bin
door. Imagine his feelings when tn
door was gently opened by a sad eye
man, who opened the ball by showing
rife as big as a pinch bar under th
editorial nose.
? my grief, Mr.. McWif1iiams," prt
tested the interviewer in trenholm
$ voice, don't imagine I want to hol
you up. Our citizens are all peace;
ble"-
Q "Get out!'
. ''Why, man, I'm not even asking fl
: subscription. 1 simply went to ten
Get out!' snapped the man with ii
, gun, and in a foam the newsma
climbed down. A curious crowd gait
i cred close to hear an editorial versic
t Of the Ten Commandments revised c
the spur Of the moment. Felix Kei
? nedy said it was worth going miles
q hear. That's the coolest deal / ev'
s struck on the plains, boys" declare
g the editor. Talk about your berea
It ed parents. If the boy doesn't have
chill when that man reaches him
o. miss my guess. He acts to me as
4 he was afraid his grief would g
q away before he got to Denver"
II Meantime George Sinclair was {
g ing a silk handkerchief around b
G neck, while Neighbor gave him pal
q ing injunctions. AS he put up his 70
L. to swing into the cab the boy look
for all the world like a jockey, toe
e, stirrup. Neighbor glanced at his waite
Il Can you make it by IL o'clock?''
c growled.
s. 'Make what?"
IN Denver"
Denver or the ditch. Neighbol
er laughed George, testing the air. "a
e you right back there, PATTI he call
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