Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-08-06
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 Some one should have q good rag glng for It." declared the black free Eled young man with the nose, who had been a mere onlooker nt the whist game "AbsOlutely beastly damage has been done. Look at Renssy's model!'
 On the floor by table near one of the broad windows lay q once wonderfully neat bnt now pitifully bent and bro. ken paSteboard model of a small house. the work of Benson Falls own white hands. There was general chorus of polite diSmay upon the discovery of this catastrophe. but young Mir. Falls. whose skill at needlework and crape paper creations had made him the hit of every charity fair. dismissed the matter lightly. although he heaved the sigh of a distressed artist as te stopped to examine the damage that had been done to his pretty handiwork, He had just replaced 1t upon the table when Shamasuka appeared after the third ring.
 You're an annoying long time in coming. Sammy" protested Mir. Falls.
 "l beg your pardon, sir" replied the Jap. but l thought you might like 10 know the cause of the delay. and I hurried out to investigate"
 "Very well. you may tell us.". MT. Falls graciously consented. <
 ''Thank you. sir" responded Shanla- NGo ic eli the track just ahead of us. The en- gineer made very good stop. but. un fortunately. snapped q driving rod in doing so."
 The eyes of all four of Mir. Falls friends turned to him expectantly in this emergency. He was equal to the occasion.
 You will tell the conductor" he di. rected in the voice of authority. ito re pair the driving rod. clear the track and proceed immediately"
 "Yes. sir" said the Jap. in tone al most of solemn gratitude. but when lie reached the platform he grinned
 The heavy gentleman from the par Tor car. who was already excellent friends with the crew. was discussing ways and means with the conductors when Shamasuka came out with the message. The conductor was listening with great respect.
 II beg your pardon, sir" said Sha- masuka to the conductor. but Mir, Falls directs me to tell you to repair your driving rod. clear the track and proceed immediately" v.
 The conductor. whose name was O'Connell. turned red in the face. You tell Mir. Falls that directed him to go to the devil" he rOared
 "Yes. sir" said the Jap with pleasure, and when he regained the platform he permitted himself another grin. Ss
 The 'feavy gentleman turned to the conductor in perplexity. You must be tired of your job." he suggested. : T
 "Me? l love it." responded O'Con- nell, smiling But you don't think I'ni sending that answer to President Falls. do you? It's his saphead son, back there, and he's been giving me fool or ders ever since we picked up his souse car at the junction. If the Jap only carries him my little speech and the cub only reports it to the old man I'm in line for promotion"
 Il guess you're right" laughed the big fellow. II know Falls. l wish he were in that car. That's the only diner on this train. and we're likely to be stuck here for three hours"
 "Maybe longer" admitted O'Connell l with frown, Its eight miles back to the nearest telegraph station and ten forward"
 A savage dissertation on the road 1T general was presently interrupted by 1 the arrival of Benssy Falls. attended by his quartet Of friends. The son ol the president wasted no time in barley hut stalked straight up to the conduc tor
 'l demand an apology" he said. hi' 1 dimples interfering sadly with his SC vertty'1
 You get hack on your car." ordered | O'Connell. You can do what yo, please there. but I'm running the res of the train"