Arizona republican., 1911-11-24

| lnrOdty cOuBn or tne exhaust settled to an even. deep-throated purr as the speed went up. The fire-box door yawned redly as the coal was spread with a practised turn of the fireman's wrist; then changed shut. Both men now watched the track that was rush. ing into the yellow cone from the head. light with the fiickering persistence of biograph film. Somewhere ahead of them raced the | fugitive, which had gained a mile while they were getting up speed; yet every stroke of the crosshead was bringing them nearer the locomotive that was once the pride of the division, but now an almost discarded cripple. Minutes fiicked by.
 "Hup," sang out Dobson, and point ed forward. The tender of the run away was but an engine length in advance.
 'Here-take heri" Curtin ordered, and the fireman crossed the cab Bring her up as close as you can When I wave from the tender run back to the nearest station and wait for orders. Hear?"
 Whats doin'?" For answer the engineer squeezed through the window and out upon the narrow ledge which ran to the for ward end of the boiler. Easily and swiftly he passed himself along by the handrail, siding past the air-brake pump, and over the dancing rods to the steam-chest of the right cylinder. From there is was half glide, half jump to the bumper-bar over the nos ing pilot.
 His fingers tore at the edge of the iron and missed, but the other hand caught, and he swung dizzily until his feet found the little steps. A quick scramble, and he stood upright on the pile of coal. He waved toward the following headlight and instantly felt the mass beneath him move and him self sliding down the pile. At the bottom he staggered to his feet to be met by an attack so savage that resist ance was a second thought to surprise.
 His muscles stiffened. and he fought. Its him." he thought as he strug- gled; 'I neyer-believed 'twould-be so bad Aloud he panted, Jim, you fool, it's Curtin, Quit you" A knee hol- Ia of To nl. 10 the floor, croaking, while fingers frightened about his throat until there came a dizzy ringing in his ears that drowned even the sound of the rushing locomotive.
 Something chilled his fingers and they closed around the short. thick iron bar used for breaking Jumps of coal. His hand came above his head, and in the last super-strength of de- spair he brought it dowS. The fingers at his throat quivered, relaxed; and he shook himself free to crawl to the throttle.
 It was Jenkins. an ex-railroader, who came to the door of the nearby farm house in answer to Curtin's knock.
 Powers above!" he cried" 'tis not a murder, man?'
 Curtin explained as he thought best while the two carried Nayley to bed room.
 He's only stunned-knocked silly, and comin' to fast" Jenkins decided; I'll go get the wife to heat some thing up
 Nayley's eyes opened. They held merely rational wonder as they took in the strange room and the engineer at the foot of the bed. Curtin's mind bridged back to the words of the doc tol-"another crack has made all straight again"
 "Jim." he burst out, the 922's all gone to hell.
 The sick mans wonder grew. What's that 10 me-" he asked faintly. Whats this place, and what's hap pened?"
 Bewilderment had now come upon the other. "Don't-dont you remem- Der anything?" The negative set him thinking, plotting. scheming, before he saw the clear track ahead.
 "I won't tell you anything now" he declared, except that you've been hurt and half of your blooming head. Jen- kins. here. is goin' to take care of you and bring you to the city. But mind now. keep your mouth shut. Don't talk" As a clinching drive he ended TT. J. has promised the old job when you come back.
 But Nayley seemed oblivious. His hand had gone to his chest, fumbling inside his shirt; and he drew forth small. battered gilt frame. A piece of glass slipped down with light tin kle.
 "Her-her pictu-e-smashed. His eyes filled as he turned the frame to the light.
 Jenkins head popped in at the door. Hey" he whispered, there's a man askin' for Curtin. It's Wayland, sup'rintendent of the division.
 The engineer went out, and i've min u:es later his superior summed the matter up.
 For leaving your train without or ders you'll go on the carpet and will most likely be suspended for a month or two. Your records good. or you'd fare worse Ttere followed few in- structions. and Wayland turned to go, but paused for one more question.