The sun., 1915-06-13

anyway. What did they care for OH,
efforts to screen a private distre.,
which insisted on so paralyzinr a tim,
card for 1925 miles?
When our own. the West End OF tn,
scheoule' came over the wires there
was a universal, a vociferous, kick
Despatchers. superintendent Of motive
power, train master. everybody, pro.
tested. We were given about seven
hours to cover 400 miles-the tastes,
percentage, by the way. on the whole
run.
This may be grief for young Nc.
Williams and for his dad" grumbled
the chief dispatcher that evening as
ne cribbed the press dispatches goins
over the wires about the special, "but
the grief Is not theirs alone"
Then he made protest to Chicago
What the answer was none but him
SELF ever knew. 1t came personal. and
ne TOOK 1t personally: but the manner
IN which he went to work clearing
track and making a card for the Nc
Williams special showed better speed
than the train itself ever attempted
and he kicked no more.
After all the row, II seems Incredible
but they never got ready to leave Chi
cago TIL ! O'Clock; and when the Nc
Williams special lit into our train sys-
teni 1t was like dropping a mountain
lion into bunch Of steers.
Freights and extras, local pas
senger trains even, were used to being
sidetracked, but when il came to law
ing out the fliers and Il whisper this)
the White Mail and the Manila ex-
press the oil began to sizzle in
the Journal boxes. The freight BUSH
ness, the passenger traffic-the mau
schedules OF whole railway system
were actually knocked by the Nc
Williams special into cooked hat.
From the minute il cleared Western
avenue II was the only thing talked
or Divisional headquarters and car
tink shanties alike were bursting with
excitement.
on the West End We had all night
to prepare, and at o'clock next
morning every man in the operating
department was on edge. At precisely
1858 A. NJ. the McWilliams special
stuck its nose into our division, and
Foley-pulled of No. l with the
466-was heading her dizzy for
McCloud. Already the McWiliams
had made up thirty-one minutes on
the one hour delay in Chicago and
Lincoln threw her into our hands with
n sort Of There. now. You fellows
are you any good at all on the West
End?' And We thought we were.
Sitting in the despatcher's office We
tagged her down the line like a swal-
low. Harvard, oxford, GAINESVILLE,
Ashton-and a thousand people at the
McCloud station waited for 6 o'clock
and for Foley's muddy cap to pop
through the Blackwood bluffs;
watched him stain the valley naples
with a stream Of white and black,
scream at the junction switches, tear
and crash through the yards and slide
Kissing and painting up under our
nose, swing out Of his cab and look at
nobody at all but his watch.
We made it $3.50 A. NJ. Central time.
The miles 1856, the minutes 121. The
schedule was beaten-and that with
the 1876 miles the fastest on the whole
1925. Everybody in town yelled ex-
cept Foley; he asked for a chew OF
tobacco and not getting one handily
bit into his own piece,
While Foley melted his weed George
sinclair stepped out of the superin-
tendent's office-he was done in a
black silk SHIRT. with a blue four in
hand streaming over his front
stepped out to shake hands with Fo-
ley, as one hostler got the 466 out of
the way and another backed down
with n new Skyscraper, the 500
But nobody paid much attention to
all this. The mob had swarmed
around the ratty, old, blind eyed bag
gage car, which, with an ordinary
way car constituted the McWilliams
Special.
Now what does a man with Nc
Williams's money want to travel spe-
cial in an old photograph gallery like
that for?' asked Andy Cameron, who
was the least bit huffed because he
hadn't been marked up for the run
himself. "fou better take him in a
cup Of hot coffee, Sinkors," suggested
Andy to the lunch counter boy. you
might get "a $40 bill il the old man
isn't feeling too badly. What do Won
hear from Denver. Neighbour" he
asked turning to the superintendent
OF motive power. as the boy holding
out?"
"I'm NOT worryipn oho,,. Al, .,