The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23


fellow was too soft" He called the
fIagman over. Tell Whitmyer we will
stay at Cold Springs tonight"
Il thought YOU were going through
to Medicine Bend suggested Smith
as the trainmsn disappeared.
"McCloUd.' repeated Bucks, taking
up his cigar and throwing back his
head in a cloud of smoke.
Yes" assented his companion;
but I'm going through TO Medicine
Bend, Mr.. Bucks"
DO"
How am I to do it,"
Take the car and send It back to-
morrow on Number Three"
Thank you, if you won't need It to-
night"
7 sha'n't am going to stay at
Cold Springs tonight and hunt up Nc
Cloud"
But that man is in bed in very
bad way; you can't see him. He is
going to die
NO. he isn't. I'm going to hunt him
up and have MIN taken care Of.
Ten weeks later MeCloud was sent
from Medicine Bend up on the Short
Line as trainmaster. and on the Short
Line he learned railrOading.
That's how I came here" said
George McCloud TO Farrell Kennedy a
long time afterward, at Medicine
Bend. Il had shriveled and starved
three years out there in the desert. I
rived with those cattle underground
Eli / had forgotten my own people.
my own name. my own face-and
Bucks came along one day with Whis-
pering Smith and dragged me out of
my coffin. They had il ordered, and
IA H..
the undertaken said. / paid for it and
told him to store it for me. Well. do
you think / could ever forget either
Of those men, Farrell2"
In all the group Of young men then
on the mountain division, obscure and
unknown at the time. but destined
within a few years TO be scattered far
and wide as constructionists with
records made in the rebuilding opera
tons through the Rocky mountains,
none was less likely to attract atten-
ton than McCloud. Bucks, who. in
deed. could hardly be reckoned so
much Of the company as its head. was
q man Of commanding proportions
physically. Like Glover Bucks was d
giant in stature. and the two men
when together. could nowhere escape
notice. they looked in a word, their
part, fitted to cope with the ire
mendous undertakings that had fallen
to their lot. Callahan, the chess play
er on the Overland lines, the man who
could hold large combinations of traf-
fic movement constantly in his head
and by intuition reach the result Of a
given problem before other men could
work il out. was. like Morris Blood
the master of tonnage. of middle age
But McCloud. when he went 10 the
mountain division. in yOUthfulness Of
features was boyish. and when he left
he was still boy, bronzed, but young
Of face in spite of a lifetime's pressure
and worry crowded into three years
He himself counted this physical make
up as a disadvantage. 1T has en-
broiled me in no end OF trouble. because
/ couldn't convince men 1 was in ear
nest until 7 had made good in some hard
way. ne complained once TO Whisper
ing Smith. Il never could acquire even
a successful habit of swearing. so I had
TO learn TO fight"
When. one day i'm Boney street in
Medicine Bend, he threw open the door
Of Marion Sinclair's shop, flung his hat
sailing along the show case with his
war CRY. and called TO her in the back
vooms she thought he had merely run
in 10 say he was in town.
think? You're going 20 have an old
boarder back" he cried. Tn coming
TO Medicine Bend. superintendent Of the
division"
Mr.. McCloudr Marion Sinclair
clasped her hands and dropped into
chair. Have they made you superin-
tendent Already
Well I like that Do you want
chem 10 wait till I'm gray-headed -
Marion threw her hands TO her own
head. 'Oh, don't say anything about
gray hairs Ny head won't bear in
spection. But I can't get over this
promoting coming so soon-this whole
big division, Well I congratulate you
very sincerely"
.'Oh. but that isn't it, suppose
anybody VIII congratulate me. But
where am 7 70 board? Have you a
cook? You know how ] went from bad
10 worse after YOU left Cold Springs
May / have my meals here with you
as I used 70 there2"
They laughed as they bantered.