The Bolivar County Democrat., 1921-04-09
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A. Sand Creek Siding

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As general proposition don't be-
lieve much in the things called
'hunches.n But there are exceptions
10 all rules, and we certainly uncoy-
cred the biggest one of the lot-the
boss and THE night we left Port
land and the good old Pacific coast.
1t was this way. We had finished
the construction work on the Oregon
Midland and were on our way to the
train. when l had one Of those queer
little premonitory chiils you hear so
much about and knew just as well as
rould be thar we were never going
TO pull through to Chicago without get
ting a jolt Of some sort. The reason
if you'll call it d reason-Was thHt.
Just before we came to the railroad
station. the boss walked calmly under
a ladder standing in front of neg
building; and besides that. it was the
thirteenth day of the month, a Fri
day, and raining like the very mit-
chief.
Just to sort of toll us along, may
be. the fates didn't begin on US that
night. They waited until the next
day. end then proceeded to shove us
in behind freieht-train wreck at
Widner, Idaho. where we lost twelve
hours. 1t looked as II that didn't
amount to much. because we weren't
due anywhere at any particular time.
The boss was on his way home for
little visit with his folks IA Illinois
and beyond that he was going to meet
a bunch of Englishmen in Montreal.
and maybe let them make him general
manager of one of the Canadian rail
roads.
SO Mr.. Norcross was in no special
hurry. and neither was |. | had been
confidential clerk and shorthand an
for the boss on the Midland conStruc-
tion, and he was taking me along part
ly because he knows a cracking good
stenographer when he sees one, but
mostly because | was dead anxious to
go anywhere he was going.
But, if it hadn't been for that
twelve-hour layout we would have
caught the Saturday night train on
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train Sunday morning, and there
would have been no meeting with
Mrs. Sheia and Maisie Ann; no tele-
gram from Mr. Chadwick. because it
wouldn't have found us; no hold-up
at Sand Creek siding; in short, nothing
would have happened that did hap
pen.
1t was on Sunday that the jolt be-
gan to get ready to land on us. Right
soon after breakfast. with the help of
a little Pullman berth table and me
and my typewriter Mr.. Norcross
turned our section into a business office,
saying that now we had a good quiet
day. we'd clean up the million or 50
odds and ends of correspondence he'd
been letting 90 while we were tusSling
for the Midland right-of-way through
the Oregon mountains.
From where he sat debating to me
the boss was facing forward and now
and then an absent sort of look came
into his eyes while he was talking off
his letters. and it puzzled me because
It wasn't like him. One of the times
after he had given me full grist of
letters and had gone off to smoke
while | typed a few thousand lines
from my notes to catch up. l made
n discovery. There were two people
in Section Five just ahead of us. a
young woman and girl of maybe fif-
teen or so. and the Pullman was the
old-fashiOned kind. with low seat
backs. l put 1t up that in those alb
sent-eyed intervals Mr.. Norcross had
been studying the back of the young
woman's neck | was measurably sure
It wasn't the little girls.
Along in the forenoon | made an ex-
cuse TO 20 and get a drink of water
out of the forward cooler, and on the
way back l took good square look
at our neighbors In Number Five. The
Young woman was pretty enough to
start a stopped clock-only pretty
isn't just the word either: there
wasn't any word. when you come right
down to it. And the little girl was
simply a peach-a nice. downy, rosy
peach; chunky, round-faced, sunny
haired. jolly; with neat little turned
up nose and big sort of bOyish laugh
ing eyes that fairly dared the world.
At the second call to dinner Mr..
Nnrcross told me TO strap up the ma
chine and put the flies away in the
grips and we'd go eat. He was pretty
quiet. breaking out once, in the meat
course, TO tell me that he'd just had a
forwarded telegram from an old friend
of his that would stop us off for a
day or TWO in Portal City. the head
quarters of the Pioneer Short Line
Farther along. pretty well into the ice
cream and black coffee. he came 10 life
again to ask me If had noticed the
young lady and tie girl in the Pull
man section next to ours.
told him I had, and then. because
] had never knawn him to both-r his
fias ftr $50 tilrfps - srrtess on
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