Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-01-02

in the Chicago headquarters. with Mr..
Richard Frisbic as his second in com
mand on the western lines, and Mr..
Charles Edward Adair as comptrolltr
and chief of finances on the executive
committee in New York.
Ford's prophecies predicting the de-
velopment Of the new empire first
traversed by the Western extension
have long since found ample fulfill
ment, as all the world knows. Copall
gave the region it's first and largest
advertisement. but other mining dis
tricts, with their imperative beckon
ings to a food producing population,
have followed in due course.
It was early i'll June OF the year
marking the opening of the completed
Western extension for through Pacific
coast traffic that a one-car train, drawn
by the smartest of passenger engines
in charge of diminutive, red-headed
freshman, stormed bravely UP the
glistening steel on the eastern ap
proach to Plug Pass. The car was the
rebuilt Nadia; and in obedience to S
lagher brought it to a stand on the
summit Of the mountain.
Alicia looked more than over the
artists ideal of the American woman
" felicities when Ford lifted her from
the step of the Nadia.
You arc quite sure Mr.. Gallagher
won't mind?" she was saying, as they
walked forward together
Mind? Wait till you hear what he
says. Michael is an Irish diamond in
the rough, and he knows when he is
honored''
They discovered the red-headed lit
tie man industriously "oillng around"
for the swift glide down the western
declivities.
Michael" said the first vice presi-
dent, Mrs. Ford thinks she would
like to take the Pannikin loop in the
cab of the Six-eightyeight. Can yo,
make room for us?'
Gallagher snatched his cap from his
fiery head.
Gould we make room? Tis by the
blessing av the saints that I'm little
man, meself Missis Foord, and don't
take up much room In the c-yab. And
as FIR Johnny Shovel, he'll be riding on
the coal FIR the pure playsure av ut.
Ny duty to We, ma'am; and tbs pity
ut isn't a black night, whin the swate
face av ye would be lighting the
thrack FIR us.
Ford lifted Alicia to the gangway
and made her comfortable on the fire.
mans box, fixing footDiace for her,
! and giving her his arm for a shoulder
rest when Gallagher sent the steam
whistling through the cylinder cocks
| for the impulse needful to start the
downward rush.
essWitll a Observation-Disclosures she
began but when the engine plunged
/ over the summit and the matchless
!. view to the westward came suddenly
into being, the quotation lapsed in a
long-draWn, ecstatic, "Oo-oh.'
"You are not afraid, are you?" said
the bridegroom, man-like, letting her
! feel the support OF his arm.
afraid? No, indeed I am Just
happy happy. There lies the world
! before us, Stuart; our world, because
more than any other mans, yours We're
tho brain that conceived it and the
hands that brought it TO pass. Let
us go down quickly and possess K
Tell Mr.. Gallagher that he may run as
fast as ever he dares.' Then with a
! sigh of contentment and comfortable
nesting into the hollow of the strong
| arm of protection: WAS there evei
another wedding journey Just like
ours, Stuart, dear?'' ,..
THE. END.
A Fortunate Texan