The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1914-10-23


truck. Throttle-pull on Brooklyn per-
ambulator. Hire out to the push-cart
trust Bahl
You run this old cow-killer into the
turntable pit one day. You forget you
ever heard OF injectors the next You
let her water fall two feet below the
glass. and she drops crown-sheet
And then you try to Adam 1t on on
this poor Eve" pointing to the fifth
button Of his waistcoat Il get called
up on the carpet, and accused Of negli-
gence on duty. And me peacefully and
innoceItly eating lunch when 1t hap
pened."
Yes, eating lunch" Cockrill went
on, trying to be calm and judicial;
eating 1t on that very seat where
you're sitting now. Twas your fault,
and you know 1t; and If / didn't de-
fend you. and plead for your Job with
tears in my eyes, you'd been fred,
you good-for-nothing loafer Then you
go and blame 1t all on mel
Weren't you under the engine?" ask
ed Dorgan, with frigid politeness.
Hadn't you just left the cab? Was
l any where around when you left?"
You were. AS l remarked a min
ute ago, you were sitting in the same
position you now occupy
Il was not" said Dorgan.
you were," retorted Cockrill; land
II you get me any madden than / am
I'll drop this can and lick the ever
lasting blazes out Of you
Yes, you'd drop the can" said Dor
gan scornfully. land pick up the shov.
Ell. You couldn't lick stick OF candy.
You're wrong about my blaming 1t on
you, anyhow.
Our genial and lovable superinten-
dent, John Flathead McKinney-worse
luck to him-asked me distinctly who
was to blame, me or you; and who did
l say? Who did I say. you migrate
full, bum engineer"
you said me, of course" respond
ed Cockrill. You turned and betrayed
me and lied about me, and l ought
to have you fred. l think l will yet"
The rattle of mutilated English over
came even the sharp kissing of steam
in the engine-cab. Fireman and engi-
neer were having 1t out for the sixty
first time, and 1t was now four weeks
since the locomotive had blown of an
upper sheet.
The roundhouse door swung open on
creaky hinges. and attention to duty
prevented further war for the mo-
ment Cockrill opened the throttle,
and the big engine glided softly into
her stall.
In the perpetual dusk OF the round
house fat, red-faced man picked his
way among the tracks and over the
pilots. 1t was Superintendent McKin-
ney.
Where's Cockrill?" he asked of
wiper.
He just. came in, sir" answered
that mental person. His engine is on
the last track"
Mckinney strobe forward, and Cock
rill saw him. coming.
shut up. now" he cautioned the
suddenly mute Dorgan. Here's the
old snake himself, with more Ques-
tons to ask"
The cinders crunched under McKin-
ney's tread. Are you up there, Cock
rill?" he asked.
Il am" replied the engineer.
80 am IT, put in Dorgan, his sar-
casm totally lost on the fiorid super
intendent. who climbed heavily into
the cab.
Now" began Mckinney judicially.
when he got his breath. for the last
time. | want to find out about that
crown-sheet. That thing cost one hun
dred and eighty dollars to fix up. and
l want to find out why 1t happened.
and which of you let it happen?"
Mr.. Mckinney Dorgan broke in
contritely. there's no use obscuring
the issue. as they say in law. l am
to blame. | did it. Mr.. Cockrill here
had nothing to do with 1t any more
than you. II there's any punishment,
deserve it, and I'm ready to take
it."
Before he had finished the It" In
it, Cockrill's voice filled the cab.
Mr.. Mckinney, this young fellow is
giving you the finest example of 10y
atty to comrade you ever heard of.
He is deliberately lying to save me.
The truth of the matter is that Dor
gan was eating lunch in the station
when the sheet blew off. 1t was due
solely to my own negligence, and I'm
ready to suffer the consequences"
There was a brief pause. The ST.
lence was broken only by the cluck-
cluck of the air-pump. Mckinney
turned right-about face. and laid his
hand on the rail A half grin wrin-
killed. his face and deepened its rudy
bloom
you two are the cheerfulest liars /
ever saw" he said. Don't let 1t hap
pen again" Thereupon he descended
from the cab.