Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-06-04
RACES WITH 4 TRAIN.
Girl In Auto Tries to Beat Rail-
 road Flier.
cHEERED BY PASSENGERS.
Car Windows Filled as Miss Bourne Attempts to Pass Long island Ex- press - Loses When. She Reaches Dangerous Bend In Road.

New York, June 4.--Whizzing for | five and quarter miles at rate of speed varying from fifty to sixty miles an hour Miss Marjorie Bourne in an automobile raced one of the fastest | trains on the Long Island railroad. | Not content with urging her chauffeur to greater speed, the athletic girl, whose ambition 1t is to beat the train between Islip and Oakdale, braved the peril of falling to the roadway and operated levers in the motor car. It probably was the most thrilling auto | race in which woman ever figured. Miss Bourne, who Is the daughter of Commodore Frederick Bourne. was on l her way to Oakdale, where she lives. The big car was reeling off perhaps forty miles an hour on the Southside turnpike. along which the railroad tracks are laid. when the express. one of the new ones installed by the Long Island, came laundering up behind. Passengers Cheer Girl.
 Miss Bourne told the chauffeur to get flying start and when the loco motive was abreast to jam on all the power which could be used safely. He ! obeyed. As the engine flashed up the motor car sped ahead and maintained a lead for very short distance. Then the passengers became aware of the thrilling contest. They stood at the windows cheering the girl, waving handkerchiefs and betting on the re- suit of the race.
 Fences, houses, trees whisked by as if they were merely blurred, quiyering objects and not stable ones. Byroad after byroad was swept by the flying racers. Suddenly at w. Bayard Cut. ting crossing mighty cheer went up in the cars. The auto had sped at least ten feet ahead of the great "ten wheeler" which makes faster time than any engine ever made on the is- land
 As the engineer isn't paid for being gallant, but for the speedy transporta-. tion of his charges, he didn't slow up and let Miss Bourne win. Instead he slammed over the lever, and the huge mass of metal seemed to take wings. With wheels singing and whistles shrieking the "nervy" daughter of the commodore was oyertaken But she was game" as Colin. As the passen- gers said, ''That girl doesn't know when she's beaten" And she didn't for awhile. .... ..
 Auto In the Lead.
 Miss Bourne was seen to lean over and shriek something to the chauffeur, who, with eyes gluedsto the ribbon like road that was fitting beneath him, nodded. And then, foot by foot, yard by yard, with the dainty figure in brown tightly gripping the seat and watching the front of the rival fiier, the motor crept up. At w. K. Wander bilt crossing the racers were neck and neck. Slowly again, but surely, the car forged to the front a few feet, the passengers in the train glorying in the girls victory and their own defeat.
 
 But the end came in strange way. Miss Bourne would have beaten her competitor but for sharp bend in the road. The cool, quick thinking chauf feur hadn't the same reckless spirit of the girl-that Is. when he had her in charge and was responsible for her safety. He slowed down. and the train swept by him. When he had made the turn he let out speed again. and when the great train thundered into 0akdale station an automobile with begog gled man and dainty figure in brown was seen exactly on line with the rear car.
 There never has been such cheering at the station as that which the men and women accorded Miss Bourne. She