The Adair County news. [volume] (Columbia, Ky.) 1897-1987, 1921-03-23

CINE not In the shop but her fire
box had been Oyerhauled the week be
fore and was reported to be in ex-
cellent condition.
"That settles It," Buck Ogifvy
mourned. 1.-THE Colonel is as suspicious
as a rhino. He doesn't know anything,
but he smells danger just the same"
Exactly, Buck. So he is delaying
the game until he can learn something
definite" He drummed idly on his
desk for several minutes. Then:
"Buck, can you run a locomotiveY'
with one hand, old man."
Zine businessi Well, 1 guess wen
put in that crossing tomorrow night.
The switch-engine will be in the round
night, so we can't steal that; but we
can steal the mOgul. I'll just send
word up to my woods boss not to
have his train loaded when the mOgul
comes up late tomorrow afternoon to
haul it down to our log landing. OF
course, the engine crew won't bother
to run down to Sequoia for the night
that is, they won't run the mOgul
down. They'll just leave her at our
log landing all night and put up for
the night at our camp"
But how do you know they will put
up at your camp all night, Bryce?"
my men will make them comfort
able, and it means they can lie abed
until seven o'clock instead of having
to roll out at five o'clock, which would
be the case if they spent the night at
this end of the line. There is slight
grade at our log landing. know
that, because the air leaked out Of
the brakes on log train was on a
short time ago, and the train ran
away with me. Now, the engine crew
will set the airbrakes on the mogul
and leave her with steam up to throb
all night; they'll not blow her down,
fors that would mean work firing her
in the morning. Our task, Buck, will
be to throw off the airbrakes and let
her glide silently out Of our log land
ing. About a mile down the road
Wen stop, get up steam, run down to
the junction with the main line, back
in on the Laurel Greek spur, couple
onto those fiat cars and breeze mer-
rily down to Sequoia with them.
They'll be loaded waiting for us; our
men will be congregated in our dry
yard just off Water street near B,
waiting for us to arrive with the rails
and bingO-we go to it. After we
drop the flats, we'll run the engine
back to the woods, leave it where we
found it, return a-fiying. You can get
back in ample time to superintend the
cutting of the crossing!"
Spoken like a man" quoth Buck
Ogilvy. You're the one man in this
world for whom I'd steal a locomo-
tive. 'At-a-boy"
Had either of the conspirators
known of Pennington's plans to enter
tain Mayor Poundstone at dinner on
Thursday night, it is probable they
would not have cheered until those
fat cars were out Of the woods.
Mayor Poundstone and his wife ar
rived at the Pennington home in Red
day evening. 1t was with a profound
feeling of relief that his honor lift
ed the lady from their modest little
oliver" for once inside the Penning-
ton house. he felt, he would he free
from a peculiarly devilish brand of
persecution inaugurated by his wife
about three months previously. Mrs.
POundstOne wanted new automobile.
And she had entered upon cam
Daign of nagging and complaint, hop
Ing to wear POundStone's resistance
down to the point where he would he
willing to barter his hope of saiva-
ton in return for a guarantee of peace
on earth.
81 feel like a perfect fool, calling
upon these people in this filthy rattle
trap" Mrs. Poundstone protested.
Mayor POundstone paused. "In
PHYS name, woman" he growled,
stalk about something else. Give me
one night of peace. Let me enjoy my
dinner and this visit"
81 can't help it." Mrs. P retOrted
with asperity. She pointed to Shirley
Summers car parked under the porte
cochere., eff I had a sedan like that.
1 could die happy. And it only cost
thirty-two hundred and fifty dollars"
Il paid six hundred and fifty for the
rattletrap, and couldn't afford that"
he almost whimpered.. you were
happy with it until was elected
mayor"
you forget our social position. my
DEAR" she purred sweetly.
He could have struck her. ''Hang
your social position,"Ihe gritted saw
agely. "Shut up, will you? Social
position in sawmill town. Dam
NIT, you'll drive me crazy yet" Pound
stone gurgled, and subsidized.
The Pennington butler, a very su-
perior person, opened the door. The
Poundstones entered. At the entrance
to the living room the butler an
nounced sonorously: Mayor Pound
stone and Mrs. Poundstone''
"Glad to see you aboard the ship"
Colonel Pennington doomed with his
best air of hearty expansiyeness,