The Havre herald., 1907-04-26
THE NERVE OF FOLEY
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had him under their feet in a minute.
jumped down, and Ben Buckley, the
conductor, came running up. Between
rs we gave the little fellow life. He
Squirmed out like cat and backed in
stantly up against the tender.
s'One at time, and come on!' he
cried hotly. If it's ten to one and on
mans back at that. wen do it differ
ent" With quick, peculiar movement
of his arm he drew pistol and, point
ing it squarely at Cameron, cried, "Get
back!'
/ caught flash Of his eye through
the blood that streamed down his face.
I wouldn't have given a switch key for
the life Of the man who crowded him
at that minute. But just then Lancas-
ter came up, and before the crowd real
ized it we had Foley, protesting an
grily. back in the cab again.
''For heavens sake, pull out Of this
before there's bloodshed, Foley"
cried, and, nodding to Buckley, Foley
opened the choker.
1t was a night run and a new track
to him. I tried to fire and pilot both,
but after Foley suggested once or twice
that If I would tend to the coal he
would tend to the curves let him find
them, and he found them all,
thought, before we got to Athens. He
took big chances in his running, but
there was superb confidence in his
bursts of speed which marked the fast
runner and the experienced one.
At Athens we had barely two hours
to rest before doubling back. I was
never tired in my life till I struck the
pillow that night, but before got it
warm the caller routed me out again.
The eastbound flier was on time or
nearly SO, and when got into the cab
for the run back Foley was just cou-
pling on.
'sDid you get a nap? I asked as we
pulled out.
"No; we slipped an eccentric coming
up, and I've been under the engine
ever since Say, she's bird, isn't
she? She's all right. couldn't run
her coming up, but I've touched up
her valve motion bit. and I'll get ac-
tion on her as soon as it's daylight"
"Don't mind getting action on my
account, Foley; I'm shy on life insur-
ance."
He laughed
"You're safe with me. I never killed
man, woman or child in my life.
When l do, l quit the cab. Give her
plenty of diamonds. if you please" he
added, letting her out full.
He gave me the ride Of my life, but
I hated to show scare, he was so coolly
audacious himself. We had but one
stop-for water-and after that all
down grade. We bowled along as easy
as ninepins. but the pace was hair
raiser. After we passed Arickaree we
never touched thing but the high
joints. The long, heavy train behind
us flew round the bluffs once in awhile
like the tail Of a very capricious kite,
yet somehow, and that's an engineer s
magic. she always lit on the steel.
Day broke ahead, and between
breaths I caught the glory Of sun
rise on the plains from locomotive
cab window. When the smoke Of the
McCloud shops stained the horizon, re-
membering the ugly threats Of the
strikers, I left my seat to speak to
Foley.
II think you'd better swing off
when you slow up for the yards and
cut across to the roundhouser' I cried
getting close to his ear. for we were
on terrific speed. He looked at me in
quiringly. "In that way you won't run
into Cameron and his crowd at the de-
pot" I added. II can stop her all
right"
He didn't take his eyes off the track.
'Ill take the train to the platform"
said he.
isn't that crossing cut ahead?" he
added suddenly as we swung round
hill west of town.
Eyes, and bad one"
He reached for the whistle and gave
the long warning screams. | set the
bell ringer and stopped to open the fur
mace door to cool the fire, when-chug!
I flew up against the water gauges
like coupling pin. The monster en-
gine reared right up on her head.
scrambling to my feet, l saw the new
man clutching the air lever with both
hands. and every wheel on the train
was screeching. l jumped to his side
and looked over his shoulder On the
crossing just ahead a big white horse,
dragging a buggy, plunged and reared
frantically. Standing on the buggy
seat baby boy clung, bewildered. to
the lazyback-not another soul in
sight All at once the horse swerved
sharply back. The buggy lurched half
over. The lines seemed to be caught
around one wheel. The little fellow
clung ON. but the crazy horse, instead