The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1915-07-16
\ TREY o'hEARTs
CONTINUED From Last Weekly
Detail.

Detail.
Across the plain purple shadows
ware sweeping, c~lose-ranked. like some
vast dark army invading the land.
pouring on over the rampant Of noun
tains in the east.
Within the rim Of hills that ringed
the plain like the Clipped and broken
dange Of a titanic saucer, silence
brooded and solitude held sway
dwaran6 the town Of Detail that oc'
cupied the approximate middle Of the
sagebrush waste, to proportions even
less significant than might be inferred
from the candor of It's christening.
A platform, a siding, a water tank, .
Wells Fargo office and a telegraph and
ticket Office, backed by three rough
frame buildings; that 10 Detail item
lied completely.
Shortly after nightfall the steel rib
bons Of the Santa Fe began to hum. A
headlight peered suspiciously round q
shoulder of the eastern range. took
heart of courage to find the plain still
wrapped In peace, and trudged stolid.
ly toward Detail, the engine whose
eye it was pulling after it a string of
freight cars, both fiat and box.
At Detail the train paused. Its
crew alighted and engaged in ami
mated argument. Detail gathered that
the excitement vas due to the unac-
countable disappearance Of the ca.
boose; none seemed to have any no
ton as to how it could have broken
loose; yet missing it c~onspicuouely
q
In the pause that followed, while .
report was telegraphed to headquar.
tiers and instructions returned to pro-
coed without delay. n Of the train.
men spied a boyish figure lurking in
the open door Of an empty box car.
Cunningly boarding this a from the
opposite side, the trainman caught
the skulker unawares and booted him
vaingloriously into the night.
As the figure alighted and took to
its heels. losing itself in the darkness.
1t uttered a cry of panied surprise and
protest which drew a wrinkle Of as
Constituent between the brows Of the
trainman.
Sounded like a woman'e voice." he
unused; then dismissed the suggestion
rs obviously absurd.
1t was not.
Shortly after the freight train had
gone on its way-before, indeed, the
glimmer of its rear lights had been
lost among the western hills-a sec.
ond headlight appeared in the east,
swept swiftly across the plain and In
turn stopped at Detail.
The second bird.of.passage proved
to be a locomotive drawing a single
cara Pullman.
Hardly had it run past the switch.
however, when the brakeman dropped
down, ran quickly back to the switch
and threw it open.
Promptly the train backed on to the
siding.
Az the Pullman jolted across the
frogs the brakeman, interpOsing him.
self between it and the tender. re-
leased the coupling.
By the time that the Pullman had
come to a full stop on the siding, the
locomotive was swinging westward
like a scared jackrabbn-though no
such milk-and-watery Characterization
Of the traitor passed the lips of any
one of the three men who presently
appeared OF the Pullman's platform
and shook impotent fists in the direc.
ton taken by the fugitive engine.
When the last of these had run tenn.
porarily out of breath and blasphemy.
q brief silence fell, punctuated by
groans from each, and concluded by
the sound of a voice calling from the
interior of the cara voice as strange.
ly sonorous of tone as it was %curiously
querulous of accent.
The three men Immediately ran back
into the a and presented themselves
with c-ountenances v%ariously apollo
getic, to one who occupied a corner Of
the drawing room: a man wrapped in
a steamer rug and a cloud Of fury.
Now when he had drained the
muddy froth of profanity from his tenn
per it left a clear and e%tfervescent
we'll of virulent humor: the wrath Of
the va%letudinarian began to vent itself
upon the hapless heads of the trio who
stood before him.
While this was In process, the
person of boyish appearance, who had
been keeping religiously aloof and in,
conspicuous in the background of De.
tail w since that unhappy affair
with the trainman. stole quietly up to
the rear of the stalled Pullman
climbed aboard, and creeping down
the aisle unceremoniously interrupted
the conference just al the invalid was
polishing of a rude but honest opinion.
of the intellectual caliber of one of the
three named Marrophat, who figured
rs his right.hand man and familiar
genius.
amen to that" the boyish person
calculated with candid fervor, loung1
ing gracelessly in the doorway.
there's many a true word spoken in!
wrath. Mr.. Marrophat. Father forgot
only one thing-your mastery way