The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1908-10-30

door Of the car and we were alone
in the dark, hungry and thirsty
We found a part OF a bale OF hay.
and scattered some on the floor and
went to sleep. and never slept bet
ter on spring mattress, but dreamed
of home, and all the run | had ever
had, making 1t hot for other people,
playing tricks on them, but now all
was changed. and felt that was on
my own resources, making my own
way in the world handicapped by al
ways having an easy life
Along towards daylight In the morn
ing some horses began 10 paw and
WINNER and collie dog began to
bark in the car, and some sheep bleat-
ed in tn ecar. and as morning came,
and a little light came in the ear,
which was hitting the high places,
running at high speed, so It shook
us out of our hay bed, we looked
around starved and stiff. and sick at
heart.
When the train stopped | walked
through the car, over bags Of oats.
and looked at the horses, and wished
l was horse. The dog was a watch
dog, and when | got near him he
snarled and grabbed a mouthful OF my
new pants and held on and shook me,
and l yelled and got away.
AS II grew lighter saw box near
the dog, and in It were some square
things that my practiced eye, as the
son Of an old hunter. told me we're
dog biscuit, a sort OF petrified dough
and meat scraps made for high class
dogs that are not allowed TO eat
scraps from the table, and told my
chum We would have breakfast. II
took me half an hour to steal few
dog biscuit away from that dog, and
all the time he was trying to make
his breakfast of OF me, but finally
Poked out enough for breakfast. and I
called my chum to partake of the re-
past. He said he always had to have
some kind OF breakfast food before
he ate meat, so | cut into bag OF
oats, and gave him q handful, and
there We sat and chewed away, trying
to imagine that we we're happy, and
thinking OF coffee and pancakes and
sausage, and watiles, and biscuit and
honey. ..
1t was probably the worst breakfast
ever eaten by anybody. The dog bis.
cults were so hard we had to pound
| them on the floor with curry comb.
and that did not help the flavor much
After breakfast we laid down on
the hay with a horse blanket over us
and slept till noon, when we heard
water being poured into the tin trough
for the horses, and we quenched our
thirst, and ate more dog biscuit, and
hoped that other boys would hear Of
our distress. and that no boys would
ever run away from happy home
again. .... IT.
My chum and | talked over the de-
preston in the money market, and the
panic in Wall street, and tried 10
think we were better of than million,
aires who did not know where the
next meal was coming from. and with
our stomachs full, and no. care on
our minds, we wished we could give
some of our dog biscuit to the hun
cry rich. ........
| NFhfI. NhHnLfn1 ~ the Un,d
one can do with few dog biscuit
there was a terrible crash, the CAT
| Jumped on the ties and reared up
and finally rolled over and down q
bank and all was still as death ex
cept that the boiler OF the engine was
blowing OF steam. and the horses
were grooming, and the COMPOUNDED
dog that chewed me was dead.
Men ran over the cars, and chopped
with axes, and finally fire engine
began to throw water on the burnini
cars. my chum and we're wedged I'm
der bales of hay, one of my legs wal
asleep, and we both yelled murder
and finally the fire was out, the sid
was chopped out Of the car, and the.
took us out and put us In an ambu
,aace and the brakeman who had le
~ into the car said: Tickets, please.
and the ambulance was driven to
hospital at East St Louis. and the
wanted to amputatc us. just for prac
tice. One Of the hospital attendant
asked me who wss, and when | toll
him was "Peck's Bad Boy" trayelin
for my health, he said; We'll, 20
are certainly getting what Is comm
to YOU" and guess that is no lie.