Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1908-05-07


a few short spaces. The sun rose in
belated glory long after it had gilded
far western SUBMITS. 1t soon clouded;
yet the brief glimpse cheered the trav-
elers and loosed their tongues; and
isolated ordinations expanded to con-
versation and stories.
On the box the two men exchanged
anecdotes.
"Oh, yes" Uncle Billy responded to
a question from the other, "the Cali
fornia State company's an old concern.
Why, they operated TO- hundred and
fifty miles as fab back as '53. They
kept adding territory till they had
eleven hundred and mo- miles, and up
wards of twelve hundred head of
stock"
They've sold most of their lines,
haven't they?" the young man asked.
Eyes. The po' stage driveh's getting
steamed of the earth. don't know
what'N become of him."
"oh, he'll get job with the iron
horse"
Eve wouldn't win in that business.
What would !, do with train" Uncle
Billy asked earnestly. Il don't know
how to hook up heb up, nothin' about
the running .geah, nor heb disposition.
II she kicked 1 wouldn't know whetheh
Is was TO- cause, or TO- deviltry."
Perhaps not as an engineer; but as
conductor you'd be a shining sue
cess"
Stella Endorsed that opinion enthus-
iastically.
did the California Stage company.
start the Overland Express. Mr..
Dodge?'
"The western end. yes; and Louis
McLane's operating it yet to Salt
Lake. From there on it's the Old
Mans goose. Been running daily eveh
since 49,"
Daily or otherwise" laughed the
other.
when it's otherwise, it's the Old
Mans end" the driver said with en-
phasis.
Keep yo' feet, you son of Posei-
dom" he called suddenly as one of the
Swing team" went down on his knees.
"Oh, oh! He's bleeding, Uncle
Billy! His knees-his mouth"
Don't look, .honey!" he said SYM
pathetically. 1T CANT be helped.
We've got to win II it kills the stock"
Yet he favored the poor stumbler
when possible till they came to the
changing station.
What in" Uncle Billy began an
grily as soon as his feet touched the
ground; but stopped, and sent a quick
look toward Stella. Us that all the
team you've got for me? That stocks
plumb done up"
Il know it, Mr.. Dodge" q hostler re.
piled. "Charley's team went over the
grade last might've killed soon as
they struck; and we had to give him
your outfit. This is Livermore's stock.
just in. Will you wait for water?"
CANT do it. Hook 'em up, po'
devils! And don't take eternity fo' it.
eitheh!" the driver answered grimly,
and spent the short moment examin,
ing each poor animal that would that
day be martyred to the race.
'Yo' posy's brought one piece OF
luck, Stella" he said as he mounted
again. TITS raining oveh there on
them Placerville fellehs."
Stella looked south to the black
clouds overhanging high SUBMITS, and
hoped that Uncle Billy himself could
outdrive the storm that was roaring
northward. They flashed by a toll
gate, the driver sending flying greet
ing to the gatekeeper.
Stella drew a breath of relief for
the horses as they looked into fair
Summit valley, a green gem set in the
midst of barren rock and perpetual
snow, its smooth level the only re-
hinder of the lake it had supplanted.
Fresh horses at Tinker's, and on
again! e. -s rs.
Ever seen Mr.. Holidays palace
travelling coaeh?' Mr.. Montague asked
Uncle Billy little later. .4s
"No, sab; but I'VE heard of it. What
does it look Hke?" .4..% =:
ITS luxury on wheels; bullet-proof,
with kitchen. dining room and bed
room; all furnished gilt edged and
sporting q Chef" 5...r..z #5
A long whistle was the only answer.
for they had rounded point and were
looking out upon Bonner lake, 5000
feet below. 5g,.. sta5
To-day no luxurious passenger
speeding fast asleep through 40 miles
Of snow sheds may know the mag
nificence of that vision, the splendor
OF that morning fight down the zig
tagging sleeps. A mile and half
as the crow flies, and but three miles
over the crooked wagon road, to the
beautiful blue lake that mirrors alike
heaven and tragedy. The way was too
steep and tortuous for speed; vet the
horses kept their steady gallop, the
coach pressing hard upon them; and
now and again the wheels on one side
or the other whirled high in air as
they swung around some sharp point