The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-10-05
The Train Wrecker.

servation Room, found only a loving
couple. He took in at glance their
desire for solitude. A large part OF
his business was the forcing of wares
on people who did not want them.
His voice and his method suggested
the mosquito. Seeing Mallory and
Marjorie mutually absorbed in read
ing each others eyes, and evidently
in need of nothing on earth less than
something else to read, the train
butcher decided that his best plan of
attack was to make himself a nuis-
ance. 1t is a plan successfully adopt
ed by organ-grinders, street pianists
and other blackmailers under the
guise of art, who have nothing so
welcome to sell as their absence.
Mallory and Marjorie heard the
train-boy's hum. but they tried to ig.
more it.
Papers, gents and ladies'? Yes?
No? Paris fashions, Lady,"
He showed a large periodical be-
tween their very noses, but Marjorie
threw 1t on the floor, with bitter
Don't show me any Paris fash
ions." Then she gave the boy his
congo by resuming her chat with NAL
lory: How long do we stop at Og-
DEM"
The train-boy went right on auc-
tionilg his papers and magazines,
and poking them into the laps of his
prey. And they went right on talking
to one another and pushing his papers
and magazines to the floor.
Il think I'd better get off at Og.
den, and take the next train back.
That's just what I'll do. Nothing.
thank you'll" this last to the train
boy.
But you can't leave me like this
Mallory urged excitedly, with a side
glance of No, no." to the train-boy.
Il can, and l must, and l WILL" Mar
jorie insisted. III go pack my things
now"
But, Marjorie, listen to me-"
will you let me alone!" This TO
the gadfiy, but to Mallory a detected
wall: II just remembered. l
haven't anything to pack"
And you'll have to give back that
waist to Mrs. Temple. You can't get
off at Ogden without a waist"
I'll go anyway. / want to get
home"
Marjorie, if you talk that way-IlI
throw you off the train"
She gasped. He explained: Il
wasn't talking to you; I was trying
to stop this photograph" Then he
rose, and laid violent hands on the
annoyer, showed him to the corridor,
seized his bundle of papers from his
arm, and hurled them at his head
They fell in shower about the train.
butcher, who could only feel a Ger.
tain respect for the one man who had
ever treated him as he knew he de.
served. He bent to pick up his scat.
tered merchandise. and when he had
gathered his stock together, put his
head in, and sang out sincere:
Excuse me-"
But Mallory did not hear him. he
was excitedly trying to calm the ex
cited girl, who, having eloped with
him, was preparing now to elope back
without him.
Darling, you can't desert me now,
he pleaded, and leave me to go on
aione?"
Well, why don't you do some
| thing?" she retorted, in equal des
| peration. If l were a man, and
| had the girl l loved on a train. Id
! get her married if l had to wreck
the" she caught her breath. paused
a second in intense thought, anC
then, with sudden radiance, cried;
Harry, dear"
Yes, love-"
| Il have an idea-an Inspiration"
Yes, pet rather obviously from
! him, but with absolute exultatiGn from
her: Lets wreck the train"
Il don't follow you, sweetheart
| Don't you see?" she began excited
ly. When there are train wrecks /;
! lot of people get killed, and things
A minister always turns up to admin
{ lister the last something or other
| we'll"
"Wen?"
Well, stupid, don't you see? w,
wreck a train, minister comes, W,
nab him, he marries US, and-ther,
We are. Everything's lovely"
| He gave her one OF those look
with which a man usually greets VIVA
a woman calls an inspiration. He die
not honor her invention with al
alysis. He simply put forward an OF
I lection 10 it, and, man-like, chose tn
most hateful Of all objections:
/ It's a lovely idea, but tie wrecl
would delay US for hours and hours
and I'd miss my transport"
Harry Mallory, if you mention tha
odious transport TO me again, l knoy
III have hydrophobia. I'm goiH
home"
!. PINT darling" he Oleaded "yO