Bisbee daily review., 1908-07-31
s N OR E AN D
 SAW MILL
Now the Fat Engineer Wac Fooled
 by the unmuslcaI Fiagman

over in Delray," said the fat engi- neer, when awoke suddenly with a start. I could hear a sawmill goin' to beat the band.
 Now that's a fine layout, l says to Hank Simms in the next bunk. How under the canopy do they ex- pect man to sleep. buildin' a bunk shanty right near a sawmill?
 'Sawmill nothini' says Hank. That's Jerry Day, the new fagman for Archie Dunn, snorin' over in the trainmen's bunk room. Amt he pippinT
 If that anti-noise society gets ==eez=. ==eez=.. to him. says, they'll hotfoot him out of this community instanter.'
 There was no more sleep for us that afternoon, so we got up and sat in hot game of pinochle.
 Jerry Day was first out with Archie Dunn that eyenin' on the first 79 n I was second out on second 79, freight runnin' so heavy them days that they were runnin' the fast freights in two or three sections.
 When it came time for us to leave he freight yards the fog was so thick you couldn't shoot holes into it with machine gun. I tell you was mighty cautious, movin' along on only about notehes of steam on the throttle.
 Pretty soon on the heavy air I heard sawmill goin' full blast.
 Strange I says to myself, that they're running a sawmin in these parts this time of the night.
 There was peculiar sound to that sawmill that I'd heard before. All of a sudden it came over me like a flash what it was. That's that green flag. man of Archie Dunn's, it came to me; he's just hidin' his red lantern under bushel of snores while his train is stalled on the main track
 So quicker'n a deaf n dumb man can say Jack Robinson got my engine in back motion. couldn't see thing, but from the sound of that foghorn ahead we'd stopped about a cabooss length this side of that warnin' snore.
 The fog shifted for a minute 'n' there was the tail lights of Archie Dunn's cabOose almost restia' on the right of my cowcatcher. It was 2 lucky thing for me that I had recog. nized the deep sRore of that lagman.
 'Mebbe I didn't climb onto that ca. boose n give that new hand a brief n pointed speech on the rules n regu- lations of sIeepin' on duty. especially dwellin' on the necessity of the flag. man totin' his red n white lights 17 telegraph poles back when his train stopped on the main track
 "A week or so after that was second out again behind Archie Dunn. An it was just such a foggy night as the one I was speakin' of before. She. rock Holmes himself couldn't pene. trate the density of that mist.
 'i was movin' along again under two speeds forward, keepin' my weather goggles trimmed for trouble ahead. Just as sure as you're born there came to me again that 4O-sawmill-pow. CT snore Of Archie Dunn's rear guard
 50 I says to myself: My little heart. to-heart talk with that fiagman bore no fruit, eh? We'll, I'll just give him lit. tie bump this time n see what a little scare will do him
 You can just imagine I was pretty warm under the collar, comin' up on that felIer snoozin' on the breastworks twice in two weeks. I kept getting closer n closer to the snore. but there didn't come along any hind end for me to bump into.
 'T got a little scared myself, then, thinkin' mebbe might hit 'em too hard, so I sot up in the air n we swung under the lee of that warnin' snore Well, now, mebbe I hadn't made upl my mind to write up a round robin on that careless flagman of Archie Dunn's.
 You bet what would say in my report would end his usefulness to the railroad. I hadn't reported him the first time, thinkin' he was young n new to the business, relyin' on my lit, tie talk to reform him. But it was all of now. Discipline required that | must make 8 written report
 We laid there a few minutes. with that feller snorin', me jawin' to myself n mebbe envyin' him just a little of his sound sleep, when all at once the | fog cleared away as if it had been sent for. You could have bowled me over with a toothpick, Scan that track ahead of me as far as I could see. Ii could detect no tail lights of a train ahead. But of to the right in the ; fields was really truly sawmill, prob ably workin' overtime on some little extra job.
 Now, say, mebbe I didn't feel as | cheap as a pair of ice skates in the summer time. I nearly got laid of | for ten days myself for delayin' that "a st frpfphf