The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-11-20
The Cinnamon
Creek Trick
(copyrisht.)
r.
By N. II. CRowELL

he floated into the stuffy little Rock |
Gulch station and draped his spir-
ituelle form across one end of Bills
desk, that gentleman removed his WIS.,
ual hardware and snorted In his wrath.
And who In Trophet may you be2"
howled old BILL his whiskers twitching
like an angry cats.
Biggs smiled cherublc smile and
| picked up one OF Blll's letters with n
casual air of interest.
"you don't know me, grnndpa7" he
remarked quizzlcally, Us II In doubt.
"Phtl Pit you--darn you-who
say, are you BlggsT exploded the
wrathy Bill.
"Blggs and me are the same gent,
air." responded the smiling visitor.
Williams surveyed the elongated fg
ure with contempt rampant on his fea-
lures.
"Well. you are looloo. amt your
You don't look able to sling hash-let
| alone lightning. Know what you're
up against. don't your"
''No. and what's more don't give
dang"
"Weil my ducky-my little insult
10 civilized society-you are billed 10
handle that Cinnamon Creek urick. and
II you're not scalped by them blood
drlnkln' dagocs inside OF a week you
can draw your pay. You hearf'
II nln't at all hard Of hearing, pa !"
said Biggs.
Williams grew red. then purple and
looked about to explode. At last he
dashed hercely from the room and
slammed the door with bang.
For month Blggs had kept strict
tab on the golngs and comIngs of six
sand trains and six hundred Italians.
His office. dismantled box car was
by no means prepossessing, but small
defects were lost on Biggs.
Back Of him stretched the huge pit,
down into whose shifting depths loco
motives Jerked long strings OF flats.
which. passing beneath the magic Of
a row OF furious steam shovels.
,, emerged freighted with sand. Two
hundred yards to the west was the
Cinnamon trestle and beyond that the
track melted away upward toward
Peak City, dozen miles as the crow
fies, up the shoulder Of the divide.
, Biggs regarded the swarthy sons Of
. the South with dlstrust. hut he was
too wise to tell them of the fact.
; One cheerful incident had broken
I his monotony mercifully. That was
a when a lengthy and fervent repri.
a mand. direct from real roll-top desk
and covering the Williams incident ar
2 rived. Biggs sighed, folded the sheet
4 neatly. and stored II away In a secret
, pocket aft. Then he picked up the
\ "Sleuth Library" opened to the chapter
headed "rhe Plot Thlckensp and goi
a down to business.
y II was now the third day that he
8 had distracted the reprimand and
Q carefully perused its contents Biggs
Q was enjoying II to the full. He sat In
Q the car. heels cooked up. holding the
d mlssve at arms length before his eyes
I Then he started up. listening. Ht
a heard sound like the vigorous putting
. Of locomotive. but yet unlike 1t.
Z Dropping down from the car Biggi
| ott oi toNuip thC tiNotS PtNotho.
y came In sight Of an engine, three cars
}. and steam driver calmly settlinI
s down to work on big Pile as thougl
I dropped from fairyland.
Biggs recalled wiring down concern
o Ing the condition Of that east end, bu
D had never expected more than visl
/ from red-shirted Irishman witt
| onI nil
d driver In full blast
+" BIggs strolled back to his car. sa
=; down and resumed reading the thriller
y He had made stirring progress and wa
II within a lap or two Of the bloody
u handed villain when a piercing vel
70 arose from the direction of the trestle
$, Biggs dropped the book and leape
II TO the car door.
% AS he rushed around the curve tina
v hid the trestle from view he saw
strange sight.
Running, crawling, scramblin
across the trestle were the Italians
II each armed with pick or shovel an
II making desperate efforts 20 close tn
Y distance that intervened between ther
I and group OF seven men in hlu
il Jumpers who fled for dear life sS y
sinuous grade toward Peak City.
Wholly unable to grasp the nieanin
OF II all Blggs' instinct turned hiI
!, about and he sped for his instrumen
, He flung himself inside the car an
A reached for the key. But someon
I. was calling him. He stabbed u y
a lever and answered.
b "Runaway--slxteen loaded fats
II clear away"
d That came from Peak City. BIge
I. jumped up and glanced at his waite
c by habit. The next he knew he wa
4 racing up the track toward the deser
n. | Oh driver tratn