The Ordway new era., 1921-06-03

Tnere was furious chutter.chutter
as Hugh Mckinnon's racing car swept
oown the main street and up to Bangor
station. McKinnon jumped out ere
IL came to stop, surged through the
waitihR room, and out onto the plat
form, just ms the rear end of the diner
hummed past.
Hugh Mckinnon took two stems in
pursuit, thought better of 1t. swore
and shook his first.
l. III.
The big maN started home in black
iil-humor. But he raced with Doctor
Huntington and beat him, and almost
caught one of Tom Kelly's pigs in the
road.
The round moon beamed, and the
air was like homemade elderberry
wine. And so he felt better when he
confronted his wife, though he still
frowned prodigiously.
| His car broke down. knew II
would" he growled.. "But they caught
the limited"
Mrs. Mckinnon shook her head
sadly.
Meanwhile Dan and Nancy had seal
ed their peace with the porter
The conductor proved more difficult
He scowled when informed that they
boarded the train at Bangor. Dan ex-
planned circumstantially how he had
cIambered over the back end and OPEN
ed the vestibule for Nancy
| Then the porter told how he had
begged the, intruders to get off, but
Dan had refused to bulge.
| AN, boss" he concluded. "Ah done
| couldn't put 'em off /; he's too big!"
| "Well, l can, and / Wilt" snapped
the conductor
Dams jaw squared itself.
you'll certainly lose your job If you
put us Off" he warned. what will
the newspapers say If you dump us
twenty miles from a station, on a bit
ter winters night?"
The conductors hand dropped from
the bell cord.
In the morning Hugh McKinnon
awoke with II great idea. Hurrying to
his desk, he wrote letter to that 9th
er sturdy overlord, the superintend-
ent.
l see you have come to your senses
and now stop your limited to discharge
passengers at Bangor. l thank you
sincerely. 1t is a great accommodation
to me.
At that the air seemed surcharged
with electricity. The superintendent,
personally or by wire, interviewed ev-
cry engineer conductor, brakeman and
porter who had served on the limited
since her maiden trip. Each of them
stoutly denied that any passenger had
been permitted to get off "the big
| train" at that forgotten flyspeck on the
map, Bangor.
81 don't know what his game was"
chuckled the superintendent to himself,
"but this will spike the old rascal !"
and he wrote:
Prove to me that any man, woman,
child. or yellow dog has gotten off or
on No. 10 at Bangor, and / will make
that town regular station stop. But
1t isn't now, and never has been.
When Hugh McKinnOn received
that boast, he went INTO the air like
a college athlete, and cracked his heels
thrice before the floor Jared beneath
his two hundred odd pounds.
But he was quick to see things, and
the grin was wiped off his face as sud-
denly as though someone had passed
a wet sponge over 1t. His own shrewd-
ness had put him in corner.
He had declared he would never for
give Dan and Nancy-and he always
kept his word.
For an hour he wriggled and twisted
and used language. Then he gave up.
"Its no USE" he muttered; I'D rather
take dose of ipecac, but" He went
| to hunt up Mrs. McKinnon.
"Woman!" he said, sternly. when
he had found Mrs. McKinnOn, where's
your undutiful child?"
"If YOU mean Mrs. Dan Montrose,"
| she returned pertly, "she Is at Niagara
Falls, stopping at the best hotel, with
her husband"
"I want to send her telegram. You
write it."
".Nancy Auh-Muh-'" 1t gagged
him, but he finally got out Mont
rose Why don't you writer"
"Dan and Nancy Montrose,' re-
proved Mrs. McKinnon.
"Well, Dan and Nancy Montrose'
then. the best hotel, Niagara Falls:
forgive you. Make affidavits that
Won rode on limited from Bangor to city
and send them to me. need them to
make the limited stop regular. Have
a good time. Hugh McKinnon."
"Hugh, dear!" shifted Mrs. McKin-
non joyfully.
The big man waved his hand grandiy.
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