The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1921-09-08


was on the long siding, waiting for the
south bound to pass Dale gave his
end OF the litter to Caleb Moreland
aud strobe up to the locomotive. The
engineer sat quietly smoking In his
| cab.
Dale wanted the fast mail stopped,
and gave his reasons.
The engineer smoked and consid-
cred. II was against rules. Dale
swore at rules. The engineer said he
would see the conductor. lie did, and
the conductor stepped to the ground
and began to consider.
Better put her on my train" he
said finally. "and take her to Bartons
station. There's n good doctor at Bar
| TOMS"
But this is case for surgeon I"
impatienty interrupted Bill Dale.
They disagreed. The old trRinman
was close friend of the doctor at
| Barton's station. What was the diff
ference between doctor and a sur
geon, anyway
Dale became angry.
you'll stop the fast mail for us"
he snapped, "or well take your id
red flag and hold her up long enough
to put the girl aboard, and you've got
only half second to decide which :"
The conductor was obdurate. The
mountain men were too hot-headed to
bear with him longer. The positions
| of n dozen rifles underwent a sudden
change. The conductor immediately
went pale and mentioned the law
but he agreed to stop the southbound.
AS he ordered his fiagman up the
tracks, the sound of the fast trains
whistle came to their ears.
The fiier came to n screechng halt
with sparks streaming from its wheels.
Bill Dale and John Moreland passed
the litter and its burden .into the bag
gage car and followed 1t hastily. and
Ben Littleford climbed in after them.
John Moreland leaned out of the door
way and ordered his son Luke to pass
him bis rifle, and Luke obeyed
promptly.
There was shrek from the whistle.
and the brakes were released; the
train began to gather momentum. A
baggageman approached John More
land and asked why the rifle. More
land half closed one keen grey eve
and patted the walnut stock of his
repeater.
"Oh, | jest brought IL along to see
at everybody has a straight deal" he
drawled-"go on about yore business,
mister"
The baggageman went about his
business.
The conductor of the fast train was
very unlike the conductor of the north
bound. When he had learned some
thing of the circumstances, he insinu-
ated that Dale had done exactly the
right thing. He would see whether
there was a doctor aboard.
Within five more minutes he re-
turned in company with an elderly
man wearing pointed beard and nese
glasses.
Doctor Mckenzie he said polite
ly; mir. -"
Dale"
The two nodded, and the physician
knelt beside the litter which had been
placed with its ends on boxes to allow
the center TO swing free. He made as
thorough an examination as was pos
sible under the conditions, then arose
and stood looking down upon the
young woman with something like ad-
miratlon in his sober, professional
eyes.
Perfect physique" he said as
though to himself. "She will
have to undergo an operation" he told
Dale. The bone there Is broken In
slightly, making compression; she
will doubtless be unconscious until the
pressure is relieved. But she has fine
chances for quick and entire recov-
| cry, with a good surgeon ON the job.
so there's not much ground for worry"
Dale was glad. They We're all gli 4.
Ben Littleford laughed nervously in
his sudden JOY. lie went down to his
knees beside his daughter, took up
one of her limp hands and stroked It
in way that was pitiful.
When he arose he spoke cordially
TO Moreland. But Moreland didn't re-
| r'y. lie still looked upon his old en-
ems with contempt.
Doctor Mckenzie was leaving the
train at the next town OF importance,
and he would wire Doctor Braemer TO
meet them with an ambulance, II Dale
| wished.
"lf you please" said Dale.
They reached the city shortly before
midnight, and were promptly met by
the surgeon. Braemer took charge OF
the patient, put her into his ambu-
lance and hurried her TO his private
hospital. Bill Dale and the two elan
chiefs followed in an automobile. The
| hilimen had never before seen an au-
tomo6ile; but they asked no questions
about IL, and the only word of com
ment was this. from John Moreland: /:
II don't like the smell"
Everything had been made ready for
the operation, and Babe received sur