The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1907-05-01
CHARGED BY Sixteen Engines
By HERBERT COOLIDGE.
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Sixteen engines on one snow-plow!
It was great sight. Snow on level
with the tops of the cabs; sixteen en-
gineers on one side, sixteen firemen on
the others, heavy eyes, their jays set.
The railroad needed men on the Sis
kiyou grade In the winter Cf '95; men
no less of iron and steel than the en-
gines driven by them,
For a week they had been bucling
the drifts. Back for a running start
on at the bank with full head Of
steam, sudden burst in the rear of
exhausts, a shower Of sparks from two
long lines CT screeching drive-wheels,
O few car lengths OF snow forced aside
then with jerk they would reverse
for another charge. 1t was catch-as-
catch can for food and Sleep and back
and forth, day and night, sixteen en-
gines and thirty-two men ramming the
snow blockade
l was there, not as an engineer or
fireman, only q lineman with instruc-
aions to snow-shoe on ahead and in
spect the telegraph wires. All day long
as worked up the canon, could hear
the ow-fghters-the signals for re-
versing, mutitudincus putting Of en-
gines in sullen retreat, the down
Nrakes whistle, the go-ahead whistle
prolonged chorus of barking puffs
merging into one long purring roar,
doubling in volume oa violent burst,
then quickly dying to nothing.
Darkness and a binding storm over
took me as | returned, and the glow
of the headlights rising from the long
trench of snow gave a welcome prom
ise Of food and shelter. The locomo-
tives had been halted for some time.
They were six car lengths round
curve from the end of the line.
thought they were at the face Of the
blockade, and blundered headlong into
the fourteen.foot cut.
Snow-shoes are awkward things to
fall with. The snow packed between
the rails was as solid as pavement,
and the shock knocked me half-ccn-
scious. | heard the go-ahead signal
and the putting and clanking Of loco
motives and wondered without alarm
If my neck was broken. The engines
pulled up a bit, then reversed From
the way they jiggled back and forth
thought they must be jerking a de-
rallied comrade into line.
| sat up, rubbed my neck, and then
for the first time became aware Of dan
ger.
jumped to my feet, and started for
the snow-plow Two long blasts of
she whistle signaled "go-ahead" At
>le same moment tripped on broken
yno wshoe, and fell head-long.
Scrambling up, plunged at the
white bank. The sncw tossed me back
and realized that the walls had been
pressed aside and packed by the power
of sixteen engines. The signal for
down brakes sounded, and saved me
from being frightened to madness.
Then / tried to rid myself Of the
broken snow-shoe, but could not un-
fasten it with my numbed fingers.
found my voice, and yelled like wild
Indian; but the men were busy and
round a curve, and no one heard me.
| finally got my knife open, slashed
off both snow-shoes, and started on
run down the track. rounded a curve
into the binding glare of headlight
when the whistle sounded the reverse,
and hoo-chy-chy! choo-chy-chy! clang-
ity-bang the sixteen engines receded
down the cut. yelled and waved my
arms, but the lookout en- the snow
plow neither saw nor heard me.
had matches and thought of build
ing a signal fire of my snow shoes, but
could find no kindling. | gave up all
hope. and was sure | must die.
thought of climbing out at the wedge
shaped face OF the blockade, and turn
ing, raced up the track through the
darkness, cnly to discover that the
mold of the long-nosed. broad-based
snow-plow was more like trap than
a place of ascending.
From afar down the dark trench one
long blast of the whistle signaled down
blakes. Fcr moments that seemed like
hours | stood thinking. The go-ahead
signal sounded, the sharp coughing Of
sixteen engines merged into an angry,
deafening purr and still stood
thinking. yet without a thought.
OF a sudden 1t became clear that
must burrow or die. But with what
was to burrow? With quick thrill
of hope reached for my climbers. but