The Norfolk weekly news-journal. (Norfolk, Neb.) 1900-19??, 1911-06-16

at night your voice not only wakes
them, but sCares them and knocks
them out of proper frame OF nina
TO do business the next day Here
after Mr.. Hayes, when calling out sta
lions | wish you would not try TO dis
place the window panes or experiment
with sound vibrations on the bell rope.
Moderate your voice until a sleeping
passenger will not dream of train
wreck In the interval before falling
into the aisle That Is all today Mr.
Hayes"
II was noticed that evening when
the new boy orator of the Platte said
"All aboward" he modulated his voice
so that the engineer could barely hear
him above the rush of a westbound
freight. And when he staked through
the cars calling out "Plainyiew," and
Norfolk" and Stanton" and other
rising Nebraskopolises, the drowsy
day coach patrons came out of 1t as
from laughing gas. All in all the I'M
provement was wonderful.
Puzzle for the Officials.
But it seems that Mr.. Hayes Is
walking library for volumes and vol
umes of stentorian noise. 1t couldn't
be suppressed, and as he had no time
steam on the bleachers, he had to re-
sumo his old habit of standing at one
end of yellow car and closing the
door at the opposite end by sheer
force of his low register. Also he
would cough when impelled by the
| platform draft, and the stovepipe
would collapse with jangling noise.
For a time the gentle patter of cinders
would be stilled and the volatile dents
| in the water cooler would take up the
echoes. At least that was the de-
scription given by the sleep-eager pas
sengers who signed a petition which
was sent to the big chief at Omaha
ere another month had passed.
The railroad officials were deeply
puzzled by the case of Conductor
Hayes, who had proved himself relia-
BILE and efficient in every other way.
Some one suggested putting him on a
day run, where people sleep at their
own risk, or at the mercy of the train
butcher, who is liable to frame them
bananas, awr'ngee, odorOus sailed pea
nuts, and mOldy paper she'll novels
whilst they reCline in unheeding slum-
Der.
"That viii never do" was the OBJ
lection raised to this. Think of it,
gentlemen. There are little children
and invalids riding on those trains,
and are they to be sacrificed because
one of our conductors has a lung out.
fit which ought to be harnesscd 10 a
power house?"
Indeed it seemed as if the railroad
progress of Conductor Hayes was up
against barrier But at that time
came the glad gift in the gloom. The
new Northwestern terminal ut ChiCa-
so was approaching completion, and
for the first time the railroad com.
pany had decided to appoint regular
train announcer. The Chicago OH,
cials had been looking around earnest
ly for some sturdy vocalist who could
make "Aall aboward for Evan&rong
Wilmette Winnetka!" listen like
"When you are ready. Gridley, you
may fire. or "Yup, guards, and at
'em!"
Happy Sequel to Story.
In the meantime the hilarious story
, of Conductor Hayes and the sleepy
drummers found it's way to the Chica
go yards. Thence it made its way
to the great Jackson boulevard office
: building of the corporation and was
circulated around the old Wells street
\ station until Station Master Morgan
decided that there should be a happy
sequel to the yarn. Through his rec
, ommendatiOn Conductor Hayes was
ordered to report in Chicago. He came
q wondering and promptly he was Sc
J to work learning the list of train de
j. partures. He took his post in the
' medieval waiting room of the old sta
, ton and astonished old patrons of The
A NV
\ were, in fact, merely vocal exercises
D for the part he was to play when thu
G new station would be opened.
4 Last Monday, like an admiral on tn,
{ porch of a battleship, he stood in hi
+ high balcony and began his intermina
!. BILE recitations. For a day or so h
( wrestled with echoes and aCousti
d snares, but now he believes he ha
g mastered the problem of resonance il
l. the great station. When he was no
@ busy shouting the pet names of Chica
s COS suburban satellites he was mart
n ing up a blackboard which show
n whether incoming trains are on tim
r or snowbound. Just now he is layin
a plot to snare the last of the cchoe
r which Turk in the vaulted ceiling.
! 1--WE can get those echoes by strinf
$ ing a couple of wires across the sout
v wall" he said the other Afternoon
d after descending for dinner. THE V
n brations of the wires will kill 'em, II
" told"
e Already Hayes has been advised b
[, several to become music student an
c. get in line for grand opera. But tn
e average spectator would say!
st what greater eminence can a ma
r. aspire to than to reach the ears an
Ie the hearts of 10000 people every weel
e. day and to extract not mere applaus
but heartfelt response in the form {
" headlong panic and heart failure?"
is To the student of types" and
a the artist who aspires to delineat
s. variable human character the hug
r. train concourse in the new Northwes
" ern station offers peerless chance
H. In no other station in this world
V. greatest railroad city can a multitud
IL of train patrons be seen collectiyel
I'd to such advantage. The stairway
re leading to the trains, at certain hour
" are tlocked with every possible tyI
I'll of American, from the tlanneled bro
he er of La Sale street to the brOnzG
n ranchman with broad hat and leath,
a hat band, and from the rural preache
1T heavily bewhiskered, to the shufflin
hit coast bound Chinaman.
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