Evening capital and Maryland gazette., 1912-09-21
HERE'S A REAL PIPE DREAM.
Weird Story Of How a Conductor on
the Short Line Made Rapid Fire
Run 10 Baltimore.


he planned q campaign of a year 's
duration. So rapid was the action OF
his brain in covering a multiplicity
of detail that bottle of ink which
spilled when he fell aslsep was still
dropping its contents to the floor when
he awakened.
ls History, as regards the nimbleness
of the human mind while in the So
called sleeping state, repeats itself
in the strange experience of Charles
| (otherwise Buck) Andreast, a motor
man on one of the high-speed electric
pantagraph cars of the Annapolis
Short Line. la less than one miauts
of time he had traversed the 25. s
miles of track that lies between Bla-
den Street Station, this city, and Cam
den Station, Baltimore.
A moving picture, a panoramic
view of kaleidoscope changes, exact
in detail, perfect in impression of Sc
| Quence passed through his somnolent
brain like the proverbial lightning
| through gooseberry bush. A vivid
Impression of all that transpired beat
on the tympanium of his brain. regis
| tered in his memory as faithfully as
does the time clock the arrival of a
belated employe, and left Andreast as
carrying the laurel wreath of fame
and the entire bakery of pastry for
speed.
He was on his car, No. 81, the
greyhound of the Annapolis Short
Line high speed cars. Two bells, and
he moved silently and swiftly out of
Bladen Street Station, across College
creek to West Annapolis, to Wardour,
whose scenic bluffs and winding roads
have attracted many lovers of nature
then across the Severn, that beauti-
full stretch of water than which there
is no equal in this country. The
stately buildings of the Naval Acad-
emy, the ships of war at anchor in the
roadstead and the overwhelming vista
as it opened to the bay far in the dis
tance, and in the opposite direction
the beautiful stretch of the Severn
itself-all this was Impressed on
his mind.
Severnside was left rapidly behind;
Winchester projected itself at him
in dash and flash ard he was soon
at high speed. Gradually the speed
at which the poles beside the track
passed by increased.
Arnold, with its store and resi-
dences and it's busy canning factory,
rolled backward to make from for
the station platforms at Joyce's to be
followed an instant later by Revell,
where brick lodge, done in old
English, guards the portals of one of
the showplaces of the Severn. Then
the sub-station at Jones, the depot
platform and store, whirled by at the
speed of the wind and grew small in
the distance. Up a slight gradient.
turn to the right and the station
at Round Bay, the side door, as it
were, of pretty and desirable
residence place as could be found, is
left behind.
The rail are singing under the wheels
by now, the car has settled to its ride
and the click of the wheels as they
pass over the rail joints is as music to
the ears of Andreast. The tall and
symmetrical water tank at Severna
Park, which supplies the many beau
tiful residences at that pleasing de.
velopment bursts into view, the we'll
laid out streets and avenues merge
into huge and rapidly revolving
wheel as the car moves on at Robin
son, where many automobiles crowd
the station platform awaiting the
return of their owners in the even
ing.
In rapid succession Andreast
passes Earleigh Heights, Pasadena.
Elvaton and Marley and soon sees
the thin brown lire of sharphooters
at Saunder' Range taking a try at
the target. Glenburnie, a replica of
an aggressive, progressive, success
sive, etc. western village. come into
view and is left behind in the tinkling
of the crossing bell that tell all who
listen that No. 80 has the right of
track.
Wellham, at the foot of Kelley's
hill guarding we'll the interests of
the many truckers clustered closely
around, yields place to Woodlawn
Heights. which waits but the pro-
mitigation of a certain sesame to
blossom as the roserand grow into
mighty city. Shipley catches the
eye of Andreast and he keeps sharp
lookout for the returning truck wag-
ons, each bearing a sleeping Ham
who wots not of moving trains and
dreams but of the succulent water
melons and the products of the ham
tree.
Linthicum, the city on the hill, its
front feet resting on he boulevard
and its rear elevation disappearing in
the sky line. glijes swiftly by, and
Pumphrey station gives indication of
the near approach of Baltimore.
Highlands, where many new houses
line the tree-bordered streets. Clifford
/ is passed and the increase in the num-
Der of houses, factories, from which
comes the hum of activity, the pres
ence of street cars, hurrrying throngs
and the pulsing throb of business life
give indication that Baltimore is
rapidly approaching.
Across a myriad of tracks. through
the hustling railroad yard and Camden
Station, where trains East and West,
North and South, can be secured, is
Preached and the car comes to rest-a
thing of pulsing life, throbbing JOY
of the last run and satisfied of a race
we'll rum
Camden Station" calls the con-
ductor, all out, - and Andreast looks
1 about him. He is still sitting in his