The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1916-02-12

routine, that was all. The dlSqulet and I'M
rest that brooded over the Division became
contemptz-the kind of contempt that made
the -tiIiks put on airs, and in their heart of
hearts figure themselves better railroad men
than he who sat over them in supreme au-
thority.
And tRen Haggerty got shock. 1t was
impaired by Macdonald.
81 got it from 7. C.'s clerk last night,
said the dispatcher Hes going to run an
inspection special over the Division, and he's
picked gut the fag end of all things for the
crew. He picked you first, Haggerty"
"Aw, forget it" growled Haggerty, with
scowl.
AZ think there's something behind it,
thought Macdonald went on, his voice
modulated confdentially. Betweep you and
me, Haggerty, the inspection trip is bluff "
Haggerty pricked up his ears. Flows
that?" he demanded
well" said Macdonald serenely, back
ing to safe distance, i think he's hurt at
the way you've cut him since he's been here.
He's pining for your company, and"
Haggerty sprang to his feet from the bag
gage truck on which he had been seated, and
shook his fist franctically at the fast retreating
figure He was still gesticulating iercely and
muttering savagely to himself when the win
DOWN the despatcher's room overhead opened
softly, and Macdonald stuck out his head.
"Hey, there, Haggerty," he called, "quit
practising that deaf and dumb alphabet
You haven't got any time to waste. You
want to run along and get the missus to press
out pair of panties, and iron boiled shirt
for you. You'll get your orders in the morn
ing"
. Come down for one minute" choked
Haggerty, his rage famed to a white heat
by the knowledge of his own impotence, for
Macdonald, as he well knew, was safely
entrenched behind locked doors. Just. one
minute, an I'll make your face look like it
had never.been born. will that"
"Haggerty," said Macdonald in an in
jured tone, as the window closed, "you are
disgruntled"
But Haggerty was to be still more disgrun-
tied, for the nextmorning, true to MacDonald's
words, he found himself assigned to Inspec-
ton Special Number Eighty-nine Hag-
gerty was not happy, but he boarded the for
ward car, as theypulled out for the mountains,
with the mental resolution that he would keep
out of the super's way.
Resolutions, however, like many other
things, are sometimes rudely upset in the face
of conditions that are not taken into account
in the reckoning. They had been running
at forty-mile clip, and were about into the
yard at Coyote Bend, when Haggerty nearly
went to the floor as the " air. came on with a
sudden rush, and the train came Jerking to a
halt like a bucking bronco. The whistle
was going like mad for the block ahead.
Haggerty grabbed his red flag, dropped to the
ground, and ran back past the super's car to
take his distance.
Up ahead, he could see the tail end of a
freight disappearing around the bend, crawl
ing into safety on the siding. Nothing very
interesting about that; somebody would get
Toxic for laying out the Special, he supposed.
Maybe the freight had had breakdown, and
was off schedule making the Bend. Per-
sonally, Haggerty did not care. It. made
very little difference to him. He picked up a
handful of stones, and began to plug them at
the nearest telegraph pole. Suddenly he
changed the direction of his shots, and let fly
with all his might at a gopher he had spotted
squatting in front of his hole
Holy Mac!" he calculated in unbounded
establishment 81 believe hit the cuss!"
and he went back to see.
lust as he got down the embankment. the
Special began to whistle for her flag, one
o-three-four, and Haggerty, scrambling
to the track again, began to run. But fast
as he ran, he had only covered about half the
distance when the train began to move. It
was, therefore, very breathless and painting
Haggerty who just managed to grab the rail
OF the rear car-the super's carl
There was nothing for it but to pass through
and Haggerty, with his acquired swagger.
started. The super was alone in the rear
compartment, seated at a table, mass of
papers before him. Haggerty was industri-
ously rolling up his flag as he passed along.
"Haggerty!" ~
Haggerty stopped and swung around at the
sound of his name
Hale reached his hand into box of cigars
that lay open on the table, selected one care
fully, lighted il, and leaned back in his chair.
would like to offer you one, Haggerty,n he
said quietly, but / am afraid YOU would
misunderstood .
Haggerty shifted little before the s,Iper's
look. Somehow, there wasn't any souint at
all; instead, behind the glasses, the gray ewes
were remarkably bright and clear, and their
steadiness was discomposing-to Haggertv.
(" 1t seems, said Hale, little smile play
ing around the corners of his mouth. q that
they don't measure men by the same standard