Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-10-21

he spoke again they were several rail
lengths nearer the ;up-track end of the
wreck. and his question went back to
Lidgerwood's mention of the expected
special.
You were saying something to Dawson
about Williams and special train-is
that Mr.. Brewster coming in?'
Yes. He wired from Copah last night.
He has Mr. Ford's car-the Nadia
The trainmaster's face-contOrtion was
expressive of the deepest chagrin.
Suffering Moses! but this Is nice
thing for the president Of the road to see
as he comes along! Wouldn't the luck
we're having make dog sick?''
Lidgerwood shook his head. THAT isn't
| the worst Of it. Mac. Mr.. Brewster isn't
railroad man. and he will probably
think this is all in the days work. But
he is going to stop at Angels and go
over to his copper mine, which means
| that he will camp right down in the
years salary to have him stay away
few weeks longer
McClOskey was not a swearing man in
the Red desert sense of the term. but
now his comment was explosive ex-
clamation naming the conventional place
OF future punishment. 1t was the only
word he could find adequately to express
his feelings.
The superintendent changed the sub
ject.
''Who is your foreman, Mac?" he in
Quired, as huge mass OF the tangled
scraA was seen to rise at the end of the
smaller derrick's grapple.
"Judson." said McCloskey. shortly. HE
asked leave to come along as iaborer
and when ! found that he knew more
about train scrapping than I did. l pro-
NOTED him. There was something like
defiance In the trainmasters tone.
From the way in which you say it. l
infer that you don't expect me to ap-
prove" said Lidgerwood, judicialy.
McCloskey had been without sleep for
good many hours and his patience was
tenuous. The derby hat was tilted to it's
most contentious angle when he said:
Il can't night for you when you're right
and not fight against you when I think
you are wrong. Mr.. Lidgerwood. lou
can have my head any time. you want
it,
''You think should break my word and
take Judson back?"
Il think. aud the few men who are
still with us think, that you ought to
give the man who stood in the breach
for you a chance to earn bread and meat
for his wife and babies" snapped Nc
Closkey. who had gone too far to retreat
Lidgerwood was frowning when lie re-
piled: You don't see the point involved.
can't reward JudsOn for what you,
yourself admit was a personal service.
have said that no drunkard shall pull
train on this division. Judson is no less
| a drink-maniac for the fact that he ar
NHcH every UOUy else WAS
afraid to-"
McCloskey was Modified a little.
He says he has quit drinking, and |
believe him this time. But this job I've
given him isn't pulling trains
NO: and II you have cooled of enough,
you may remember that i haven't yet
disa pprOved your action. / don't disap-
prove. Give him anything you like where
a possible relapse his part won't in
volve the lives OF other people. Is that
what you want me to say"
Il was hot said the trainmaster
gruffly apologize. We've got none too
many friends to stand by US when the
| pinch comes, and We were losing them
every day you held out against Judson"
I'm still holding out on the original
count. JudsOn can't run an engine for
| me until he has proved conclusively and
beyond question that he has quit the
| whisky. Whatever other work you can
| find for him.
McCloskey slapped his thigh. by
George! I've got q job right now. Why,
on top Of earth. didn't l think of him
| before? He's the man to keep tab on
Hallock."
But now Lidgerwood was frowning
again.
Il don't like that Mac. It's a dirty
business to be shadowing a man who has
| a right to suppose that you are trusting
| him."
But. good Lord. Mr.. Lidgerwood
haven't you got enough to go on? Hal
| lock is the last man seen around the
engine that disappears; he spends a lot