The Washington times., 1922-06-28
HORACE WADE
DRIVES CRACK
OVERLAND TRAIN
Tells How X Feels to Be at
Throttle Of Broadway
Limited.
BY HORACE WADE.
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CHICAGO, June 2S.-"Climb into
the cab. b,iddie" cheerily rang the
voice of Engineer welch, Of the
crack Broadway Limited. Pennsyl.
vania passenger train.
Shake a leg. tenderfoot. open the
throttle and start the old girl on her
merry way to Fort Wayne. Ind"
Sturdy. bronzed. brave was che
iron-muscied engineer.
was rigged out In overails. an
| engineers cap and a pair Of goggles.
1t was the supreme moment Of my
life,
A pull Of the bell cord and the en-.
gineer moved his sinewy hands TO-
ward the throttle, his keen eye on
the rail.
Wonderful Race.
At Englewood we were met by the
Twentieth Century. Then came q
race worth seeing. With Q roar both
] trains leapsd forward and glanced
over at the Century. Dainty maids
nuttered hsndkerchiefs In the breeze
and threw kisses at me, and fired
them back till the pops sounded like
| q machine gun.
like mad March hares The engi.
neers called challengfnKiy to each
| other as they tore along at over q
L n MArHftnh nd
Man % War. II was two thorough,
breds and fast track! No jockeying
here. I just danced for the thrill of
II. Talk about shooting the rapids
It was twice as exciting.
Then q colored porter, black an a
cat on . rim Of Q we'll At midnight
shouted to me from back In the car
! Say, little white man, IN glib yo
the biggest chicken dinner yo' cher
seen II we beat dat dere Century
fsiier."
We slowly cravled ahead, and
heard Mr.. welch scream, Seventy
miles an hour And slowly tbs
Twentieth Century fell back. tried
TO ask questions, bat my voice
sounded thin a. Q spider web and ]
hung out the window and looked
ahead. A house on a hilltop far
away! Another moment and fast as
chained lightning II faded into green
trees, then growing crops, then COWS
by q running stream. then a tractor
pulling q plow and tearing up the
breast Of the earth. then q village, q
whistle to stop! Look! Listen. and
We swept by as folks waved us O
cheering 'Godspeed."
\ Race with Auto.
Suddenly Q snaky, white road
chummied up close to the steel rails
and some speed fiend In an auto.
mobile challenged us TO q race. On
we sped, neck and neck. for q few
moments. then the hand at the throt.
tie frightened and we gave the "old
sirf" the gas. ! waved the auto devil
q good-by, and he looked Hike q dog
caught with Sleeps wool in his
mouth.
Engineer WEIGH suddenly cried:
Want to drive the engine7"
The height Of my ambition was
resched as ] took the throttle in my
hands and footed the whistle
theoretically until she shrieked ike
! Q caliope. Hey. let 20 the whistle
cord, kid" said Engineer WEIGH.
Folks round here will think the
circus has come to town and the old
hay burners win be smashing up
their bugsies." So l reluctantly let
60. Through a town we whixzed and
then ] resretfully turned my charge
hack to Engineer welch.
We'll" he cried how do you
like It, Engineer Wade?"
Zine" ! shrieksd back as I once
more reeained a seat. Then we
rolled into Fort Wayne and ] told
him good-by and waved to him as
he rolled Off in the distance, the
great train rumbling after him.