The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1913-01-16

CQaC roper speak up SOmeDO0y.
Mallory was about to sacrifice htm'
self to save Marjorie, but she met the
conductors black rage with the with
ering contempt of young queen: Il
pulled the old rope. Whom did you
suppose?"
The conductor almost dropped with
apoplexy at finding himself with no
body to vent his immense rage On.
but this pink and white slip. "You!"
he gulped, well, what in Say, in
the name of--why, don't you know It's
a penitentiary offense to stop train
this way?"
Marjorie tossed her head a little
higher, grew a little calmer: What
do / care? want you to back up"
The conductor was reduced to a
wet rag, feeble echo: Back up
the train up?"
Eyes, back the train up Marjorie
answered. resolutely. land go slowly
till ] tell you to stop"
The conductor stared at her mo-
ment, then whirled ON Mallory: Say.
what in hell's the matter with your
wife,"
Mallory was saved from the prob
lem of answering by Marjorie's abrupt
change from young Tsarina rebuk-
ing serf, to terrified mother. She
flung out imploring palms and with
gush OF tears pleaded: won't you
please back up? Ny darling child fell
off the train"
The conductors rage fell away in
an instant. "Youf child fell off the
train!" he gasped. Good Lord! How
old was he?"
With one hand he was cropping for
the bell cord to give the signal, with
back along the track.
HE wns two years DID," Marjorie
sobbed.
"Oh, thas's too bad!" the conductor
groaned What did he look like?"
'He had pink ribbon round his
neck"
"a pink ribbon oh, the poor little
fellow! the poor little fellow!"
And long curly tall
The conductor swung rcund with a
yell: "a Guilty tall!-you: SOM"
my dog!" Marjorie roared back at
him.
The conductors voice cracked
weakly as he ehrieked: You: dog!
You stopped this train for fool dog?'
He wasn't fool dog" Marjorie
retorted, facing him down, "he knows
more than you de-
The conductor tl,r0w up his hands:
well, don't you N'nsaen beat" he
studied Marjorie as IL she were some
curious freak of nature. Suddenly an
idea struck into his dase: Say, what
kind of dog was tt?--sa measly little
cheese-hound?
HE was a noble, BEAUTIFUL soul
with wonderful eyes and adorable
ears"
The conductor was growing weak
err and weaker: well, don't worry.
got him. He's in the baggage car"
Marjorie stared at him uEbelieving
ly. The news seemed too Sioriously
beautiful to be true. HE isn't dead
Snoozleums is not dead!" she cried
"he lives! He lives! You have savec
him" And once more slls flung her
self upon the conductor. Ho tried Il
bat her off like gnat, and Mallor.
came to his rescue by dragging he
away and showing her into char
But she saw only the noble conductor
"Oh, you dear, good. kind angel. &c
him at once"
"He stays in the baggage car" tn
conductor answered, firmly and as b.
supposed, finally
But Snoozleums doesn't like bias
gage cars Marjorie smiled. Ill
won't ride In one"
He'll ride In this one or I'll wrin
: his neck"
, "You flend in human flesh!" Maj
, icrie shrank away from him In hol
. ror, and he found courage to seiS
. the bell rope and yank it vicious!
t with sardonic: please, may | sta.
= this train?"
The whistle footed fatntly The bel
began to hammer, tho train to crea
and writhe and click. The cunducto
+ pulled his cap down hard and star
ed forward Marjorie seized ~
q sleeve: "Oh, implore you, don't col
1 sign that poor sweet child to the ho
rid baggage car. II you have huma
heart in your breast. hear my pra!
$ err"
l. The conductor surrendered unco1
ditionally: "Oh. Lord, all right, a
S right. I'll lose my job, but II you
e keep quiet, I'll bring him to you." An
l. he skunk out meekly. followed by tn
d passengers, who were shaking the
e heads in wonderment at this mos
r. amazing feat Of this most amazin
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