The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1909-08-20
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competent to handle break like this,
it is likely to continued"
''Just moment!" McCloud's finger
rose pointedly. "My failure to please
you in caring for your stock In an
emergency may be properly a matter
for comment; your opinion as to the
way l am running this division is, of
course, your own: but don't attempt
to criticise the retention or discharge
OF any man on my pay roll!''
Dunnins, strobe toward him. I'm
shipper on this line; when it suits
me to criticise YOU or your methods,
or anybody else's. l expect to do So"
he retorted in high tones.
But you cannot tell me how to run
my business!" Numbered McCloud.
leaning over the table in front of him
AS the two men glared at each 9th.
er Rooney Lee opened the door. His
surprise at the situation amounted to
CONSERVATION. He shuflled to the cor
ner of the room, and while McCloud
and Dunning engaged holly again,
Rooney, from the corner, threw a shot
of his own into the quarrel. "On
tlme!" he reared
The angry men turned whats
on time?" asked McCloud, CURLY.
Number One; she's in and chang
ing engines. l told them you were go
ing west" declared Rooney in so deep
tomas fhat 10 Rot{
have been suspected.
Dunning, to emphasize, without a
further word. his disgust for the stu
alton and his contempt for the man.
agement, tore into scraps the pass
that had been given him, threw the
scraps on the floor. took cigar from
his pocket and lighted it; insolence
could do no more.
McCloud looked over at the dis
patcher. mo, am not going west,
Rooney. But If you will be good
enough to stay here and find out from
this man just how this railroad ought
to be run, l will go to bed. He can
tell you; the microbe seems to be
working in his mind right now" said
McCloud, slamming down the roll-top
of his desk. And with Lance Dunning
glaring at him, somewhat speechless,
he put on his hat and walked out of
the room.
1t was but one of many disagreeable
incidents due to the loss of the briGge.
Complications arising from the tie-up
followed him at every turn. 1t seemed
as If he could not get away from trou-
BILE following trouble. After 40 hours
further of toll, relieved by four hours
Of sleep, McCloud found himself, rath-
err dead than alive, back at Medicine
Bend and in the little dining room at
Marion's. Coming in at the cottage
door on Fort street, he dropped into
chair. The cottage rooms were
empty. He heard Marion's voice in
the front shop; she was engaged with
customer. Putting his head on the
table to wait e moment, nature as.
serted itself and McCloud fell asleep.
He woke hearing voice that he had
heard in dreams. Perhaps no other
voice could have wakened him, for he
slept for a few minutes a death-lke
sleep. At all events, Dicksie Dunning
was in the front room and McCloud
heard her. She was talking with
Marion about the burning of Smoky
Greek bridge.
Every one is talking about 1t yet"
Dicksie was saying. IF l had lost
my best friend couldn't have felt
worse; you know, my father built It.
rode over there the day of the fire,
and down into the creek, SO I could
look up where it stood never
realized before how high and how
long it was; and when l remembered
how, proud father always was of his
work there-Cousin Lance has often
told me- sat down right on the
ground and cried. How times have
changed in railroading, haven't they?
Mr.. Sinclair was over just the other
night, and he said II they kept using
this new coal in the engines they
would burn up everything on the d.
vision. Do you know, have been wait
ing in town three or four hours now
for Cousin Lance? | feel almost like
tramp. He is coming from the west
with the stock train. 1t was due here
hours ago, but they never seem to
know when anything is to get here the
way things are run on the railroad
now. l want to give Cousin Lance
some mail before he goes through"
"The passenger trains crossed the
creek over the switchbacks hours ago,
and they say the emergency grades
are first-rate," said Marion Sinclair, on
the defensive. "The stock trains must
have followed right along. Your cousin
is sure to be here pretty soon. Prob
ably Mr.. McCloud will know which
train he is on, and Mr.. Lee telephoned
that Mr., McCloud would be over here
at three o'clock for his dinner. He
ought to be here now"
"Oh, dear, then must go!"
But he can probably tell you Just
when your cousin will be In"
II wouldn't meet him for worlds!"
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