Evening Star Newspaper, July 1, 1925, Page 39

SHACKLES Se000ttbbien . ¥ IS a fine pair av hold-up men we are,” grumbled TUncle Mickey Riordan, stamping his feet in the gravel in hope to get them warm zgain. “Is that son-av-a- donkey-engine niver comin’?" Uncle Mickey referred not to a Jiuman being, but to a locomotive—of worts. Old Adams looked at his railroad watch. “The ol boiler'll be along insi 5 minutes sure,” he soothed knew the ol' Sabine t' get schedule, did yo' Impatiently the two tramped back nd forth behind a string of flatcars loaded with lumb arried a <hotgun on the crook of his arm. In he side coat pocket of a big ted bandanna handkerchief lay loosely ready for swift adjustment over its owner's face when the moment for action arrived A chill wind blew over the desolate slding where thev stood, chill and damp from Mississippi River leves v the back ground The nixt time 1 James stuff,’ “twill be a steam I'm notifyin® ve. It's Sskimo's nose T am, Dad Tain't no colder fo' yo'n 'tis fo’ it?” Dad reproved him. His 1 shot barrels beneath his bare blue hand felt as though they had lain on ice for a month. But he sped 10 quell possible y - - - behind Each pull anny av_this announced Uncle ted hold sder than Tes: Mickey the weather. Toward his ck his calm was unmist . rbody but you said that, Dad av his pants wit’ Unela wrath w d s cable shaot Mickey sn’t Uncle M ues too nee greed. obody nowheres day to be insulted were perturb. 1 he's runnin’. No other target "The hoarse hoot of a whistle sounded in the down-river distance ming on time like I tol grinned Dad p the rails of the Delta-Va Iway was coming a locomotive whose run was making history. Com- ing with nothing but her tender rat- tling along behind her. And a few miles behind that locomotive was singing the Sky Rocket Special, the Delta-Vallex's train de luxe. It was permit the Sky Rocket to pass on \er way that the history-making engine on ahead of her was crowding along inder dispatcher’s orders to take the siding where waited thdse road men Mick?" queried Dad an Trishman that?" snort- Mickey in disgust. “Ye'll + nayzur nixt will he eat ed Uncle be askin’ chicken! The two other. Tt whipped f f them grinned at one an- big red bandannas were n th s and t (Copyright, by Doubleday, Page & Co.) n | OF SERVICE BY MEIGS C. FROST. SR 000 RS S, in approved wild West style across| the two old faces, so that only eyes showed beneath soft felt hat brims. Up to the end of the string of lumber- laden flutcars they moved, shotguns at the ready. Behind the barricade the two figures crouched against the mo- ment their quarry should roll to a &top on the siding with grinding brakes to walt till the Sky Rocket should whistle past. ck” McMasters, engineer of the maker that was approaching, and Jazzbo, his darky fireman, were in for the surprise of their lives. Hours before, old Dad Adams’ joints had creaked considerably as he had grabbed hand-hold and hoisted him- self into the cab of the Sabine, the proudest job of a rejuvenated loco- motive the shop gang had turned out in all its history. But Dad hadn't admitted a_single creaking joint, even to himself. His old heart, hot and bitter, had thrilled again as he settled down on the new leather seat at the right-hand side of the cab. His voice had been gruff with the old authority as he spoke to Uncle Mickey, his fireman, veteran |and superannuated like himself. Deep down within his heart turned yet one tiny ray of hope that Hard-boiled Hank might soften to one last plea. The pair of them looked with chill disgust on young Buck McMasters and Jazzbo, that happily whistling darky, both so utterly unimpressed, apparently, with the honor that was theirs—the honor of being named by the Powers That Be to tuke the Sabine on her last run. The ancient relics of raflroading’s earlier day would gladly have booted the younger pair out of the cab, then and there. But before them in the group of | State, city and railroad officials, of camera men waiting for the Sabine's departure on her classic last run far more widely udvertised than her classic first run decades before—stood Henry Burlingame, chairman of the board of the Delta-Valley. Nobody went beyond a certain point in argu- ment against orders from him, espe- clally in this his private show. Not even Dad Adams. Though Dad talked of him familiarly enough in switch shanty gossip and roundhouse gabfest and around the shops where | he lingered still, despite pension and | despite frequent and heartfelt suppli- |cations. to go chase himself some- | where and take a rest, for the sake of various minutely specified divinities. Dad was one of those characters vou couldn't chase. You ecouldn’t smother him in roundhouse repartee any more than vou Keep him off the lot by paying him a pension. He had seen_ the Delta-Valley born, almost. He had_pushed its first locomotive out of Louisiana into Texas. And that locomotive had been the Sabine, The Sabine had been the pride of the road in a day when they chri tened locomotives with proper names and champagne dripping from the cow-catcher, instead of numbering them like convicts, as Dad would teli you. The Delta-Valley was his road, dog- gone it. The Sabine was his loco- motive. He was going to see 'em two || THE v kadNG STAR, One of a series of best short stories publish- ed during the past year. both over the bumps, plumb through to the end. He never referred to the chairman of the board as The Honorable Henry Burlingame. lingame. m Mighty Hank or . Quite casuall an who Not e occupled the on the Delta-V: Yes, even Hard-boiled Hell-Roarin’ Hank, in moments of affectionate remembrance. Dog his en as Mister Bur- to Dad eat the the was Hank, of ley ts, hadn't Hank stepped off the track, many's the time, with the rest of the section gang where he got his railroading start in overalls, as a hopped Sabine proper off g0 the D ties to 2 raflroad man should— let Dad would the old tell a hammer-headed world Hank had Hadn' lionaires kno Orle her last trip? he? Hank & gang. Overalls t Hank quit and all politicians s what, back In New Washington, to ot k again, by them mil and to New old black cigar in the corner of his mug, Half rich, too! a dozen black of those and 50.centers, were in the breast-pocket of Dad’s jumper now. time a stralght Took a ink couldn’t affor a fuming Louisiana he-man to with perique which Dad had supplied him often? smoke that stuff. “.\nri didn’t Dud remember the and used to smoke corncob two-fe cutty the God York and come down N ns and see the old Sabine make There he was, wasn't No silk hat stuff for him, when ck with the roundhouse gum! The or rank with WASHINGTON, Tell Dad o' Hank wouldn't let a pair of old-timers pull out with the Sabine on her last trip, when it was put up to him right? Huh! Tell him the marines wouldn't accommo- date & guy who wanted a fight! No, sir! When it comes to a show- down. ol' Hank was going to be rea- sonable. After they'd finished this business of photographing the Sabine and her original crew, the two fel- lows who first pushed her into Texas, he, Dad Adams, would get to Hank’s nd tell him how the old Dad- combination was there with the wallop et Hank al vé had held that you'd better not start some. thing you couldn’t finish. Well, Dad and Mickey were there to finish the Sabine's record, like they'd started it. The disgust that the presence of Buck Me! sters and Jazzbo in his| cab had inspired in Dad was wiped suddenly from his face as he leaned on the arm-rest and looked out of the cab window, proudly, as of yore. Out there in the group was young Ed Maddox—Big Ed Maddox—engineer of the 748, the huge new F-4 type fresh from the Baldwin shop: all groomed and ready run with the Sky Rocket Good old laughing id Maddox, who had kidded the vet- eran affectionately from the day the | two had met when Ed started as & wiper in the roundhouse! Here was a chance to hand Bd a hot one, right smack |ribs. before the whole gang | e 14 squealed Dad’ tones, tteh crowd that doggone fliver' o' yo'n. The ol Sabine don’ vanta hafta wait too blame long fo’ | ' up at the sidin I'll crowd the fiiv Ed with chuckle, ‘em keep steam up | teakettle, there, so 1 push you into Br akettle! Huh!” Dad's indignant rose skyward. “Too doggone ve ain’'t double-tracked all the Brashear, the Sabine c'd young in the fent | Dad,” promised ust you make in_your old tin don’t have to hear. howl bad way L CHOOSING A DENTIST Is like choosing a business partner. And the tests—are character—ability—and true reliability. sold Work, 8. That has been our record for the past Using only the very latest applian known to dental science, only the latest p: preventative methods used in DR. FREIOT'S years. office, Thousands of satisfled patients in Washington Crown and per_tooth, Guaranteed. giving the least Bridge $6 and possible and surrounding cities and towns. 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With her long low-hung, undershot body, her squat smokestack and her bull's-eye of searchlight thrust glowingly ahead. she gave you the impression of a maddened bull, massive head lower ed, charging with the speed of a wolfhound as she thundered through as $1 ESDAY, JULY to the | 1, 1925, swamp and plantation and town of the Delta-Valley's right-of-way. Beside her the Sabine, brave in gold-striped black paint, with her tall, bellmouthed smokestack, looked like some pompous little old gentle man in frck coat and high silk of other: days. But not to Dad Adams. To him she was the glor of the past, miraculously brou back to earth once more. Serene her throttle, he smiled with kindly tolerance now at Fd Maddox whom, he knew, was the joke young Ed Maddox, who in the )y of his leviathan would have to eat the Sabine's smoke halfway up the line to the slding, under dispatcher ers. 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