The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1911-08-12

ana another Is thts-we start With a
clean slate on the Red Butte West
ern. No man In the service who will
turn in and help as make a real rail-
road out Of the r. B. W. need worry
about his past record It won't be
dug up against him"
THAT'S fair. more than fair" said
the trainmaster. land wish I could
promise you that the rank and Gle will
meet you halfway. But can't. The
road has been running itself for the
past two years and more"
81 understand" said Lidgerwood
and then he spoke Of the careless dis
patching
THAT Will be Callahan. the day
man." McCloskey broke In wrathfully.
But that's the way Of 1t. When we
get through the twenty-four hours
without killing somebody or smashing
something l thank God and put a red
mark on that calendar over my desk"
"Well. we won't go back Of the re-
turns" declared Lidgerwood.
The door leading into the room be-
.ond the trainmaster's Office opened
squeakily on dry hinges. and chatter
ing Of telegraph Instruments heralded
the incoming of disreputable looking
Office man. Seeing Lidgerwood. he
ducked and turned to McCloskey.
Bradford reporting In. had given his
own paraphrase Of the new superin-
tendent's structures on Red Butte
Western dispatching.
Seventy ones In the ditch at Gloria
siding" he said. speaking pointedly to
the trainmaster. "Goodloe reports 1t
from Little Butte-says both engine
men are In the mixup. but he doesn't
know whether they are killed or not"
"There you arer' snarled McCloskey.
| wheeling upon Lidgerwood. They
! couldn't let you get your chair warmed
the first day."
| Ldgerwood might blamelessly have
| turned over the trouble call to his
trainmaster But he took command at
once.
"Go and clear for the wrecking train
and have some one in your Office notify
the shops and the yard" he said brisk
ly, compelling the attention Of the dis
patcher And when Callahan was
gone: "Now. Mac. get out your map
and post me- I'm q little lame on
geography yet. Where Is Gloria sid
| fng"
McCloskey found a blue print map
of the line and traced the course Of the
western division among the foothills
to the base Of the Great Timanyonis
and through the Timanyoni canyon to
parklike valley. At point midway
Of the valley his stubby foredngef
rested
That's Gloria" he said. land here's
Little Butte. twelve miles beyond"
Good ground?" queried Lidgerwood
"As pretty a stretch as there Is any
where west Of the desert don't
know what excuse those hoboes could
find for piling a train In the ditch
there"
"We'n hear the excuse Later" said
Lidgerwood "Now, tell me what sort
Of wrecking plant we have"
THE best In the bunch" asserted
the trainmaster. "Gridley's Is the one
department that has been kent un tn
Gate ana In good lighting trim We
have one wrecking crane that viii pick
up any OF the big freight pullers. and q
lighter one that isn't half bad"
"Who is your wreck1ng bossr
"Gridley-when he feels like COINS
out He can clear a main line Quickes
than any man we've ever had"
HE will 20 with Us todayr'
Il suppose so, he Is In town, and
he's-sober"
The new superintendent caught al
the hesitant word
Drinks, does hep
mot much while be 70 on the fob
But he disappears periodically and
comes back looking aomefhin0 the
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