Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, March 4, 1915, Page 3

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William McGrath, known among friends and foes as Sweet William, was hungry. This statement should be amplified. Merely to assert that Sweet William was hungry might con- : vey the impression that in the usual, well-ordered routine of William’s daily life, dinner time had arrived, reviving memories, perhaps, of a light lunch of pork chops and ale or some other pleasantly incongruous luncheon com- bination. ’ 4y As a matter of fact, dinner time bad arrived, but, as yet, it had revived not even a memory. Since then other meal times had ar rived, and with them their correspond- ing and cumulative appetite, but Wil- lam’s celebrations had been, to say the most, irregular and fragmentary. It will not seem strange, therefore, that as he crept up the steps of a car marked “Division Superin- tendent, Private,” the uppermost thought in William’s mind was food. The car had been switched on to a lonely side track near which William's Journey had been interrupted by the ill-jmed forcefulness of a freight con- ductor. Evidently the superintendent had just finished his dinner. He was standing beside a table of empty dishes, facing down the car, and was Just in the act of putting a match to a cigar. William's first glance took in the car | and the table with its suggestion of food in the vicinity. Then, as his eyes fell on the man he involuntarily stepped back with an exclamation of surprise. “Walter Stimson, by jiminy!" he ejaculated. “Must be eighteen years Well, 1 guess I'm pretty sure of a hand-out anyhow.” He stroked his coat collar—a quite useless performance—adjusted his mobile features, and pushed open the door. He insinuated himself in on a half turn, but as he faced full around again the pleasing smile was pushed from his face by a sudden onslaught of fear and consternation. Only two things in the world were visible to him—a taunting rim of steel that seemed contemptuously anxious to wink his life out, and a bright unwink- ing eye that seemed only too ready to superintend the process. For a demoralized second William contemplated flight. However, he re- membered in time that in a race be- tween a spring door and a hair-trigger the spring, door never gets started. Accordingly he tried to wrinkle his face into its original smirk, put out his hand and made a tentative shuffie toward the man behind the rim of steel. “I reckon you don’t know me, Walt,” he said soothingly. “William Mc- Grath? 'Member, I was an operator on the Iron Mountain when you was & brakie?” “What! Sweet Willlam?” “The same.” Willlam's shuffe acquired decision and his smile began to have a less skewered effect. “Hold on BSweet,” snapped the voice behind the gun. “I've been sep- arated a long time from your pedigree and you don’t look wholesome. What are you monkeying around here for?” William began a recital of his many sorrows, but Stimson interrupted him. “I will hear the story of your melan- choly past at some other time, Wil- llam. At present what I want to know is—what are you doing here?” “Why, I was taking the dead-head route to Omaha when one of your fat, underworked, overpald freight cons tipped me on to the ballast. I seen your car standing here, so I reckoned I'd touch you for a hand-out, not hav- ing had enough for two days to sup- port the germs of starvation. When I seen that it was you who was a di- | vision superintendent with a private ! car, I felt sure of my piece of ple.” “l believe you, Sweet. Sit down.” The gun waved Willlam into a chair and disappeared into the supetintend- ent’s hip pocket in the same movement. “As a matter of fact, I'm even glad to see you.” “Does it extend to distributing a little fodder?” asked William, as the super seemed inclined to sink into a moment’s mediation. “Not yet,” said Stimson thought- fully. “I may have a little manual labor for you, and knowing how much you don’t like work we'll have the job first and the feed afterward.” “Kinder rotten way to treat a starv- ing man,” grumbled Willlam. “We've a big cut-off building 15 miles up the line, and the pay car was due to go forward there tonight, but we got a line on a hold-up that was to be pulled off between here and there. “So instead of sending the cash with the pay car, the pay car was loaded with mean-minded men with rifles, ant the cash, in case the car should be blown up instead of held up, was load- ed into the safe, this car being side- tracked here to wait until the fun was over. “Well, the dope went wrong some- how. 1 was held up instead of the pay car. If you'll take a look at my clothes and face you'll see what a pleasant time we had. Finally they got their artillery trained on me and made me open the safe. I fooled 'em some, though. They only got twelve thousand dollars. The rest was in a sccret compartment that they didn't tumble to. £ | s g i fafts 15, il | “That's why I bave to stay with the car. They cut the wire two miles each side of here,-s0 I couldn’t cut in on the line. That's why I couldn’t let you eat first. I want you to run up the line three miles to Wiggstaff. It's a day station. If the operator’s gone home bu’st in and send the details to Assistant Superintendent Wallace, in charge of pay car at Bendover. “Tell him I heard the chief bandit order his men to split and meet at Flatstone Guich. Tell him to take all his men there and round up the whole gang. Now hurry, William! Run, and I'll see you fed for the rest of your lite.” There's no use arguing with a man who's lost twelve thousand dollars. He doesn'’t listen. Stimson took Wil- liam by the arm and led him to the door at the other end from the one by which he had entered. As they passed the kitchen the odor of recently cooked food brought him almost to the point of rebellion, but the pressure of Stimson’s big hand showed him that he would only be de- laying the ultimate feast by objections. He dropped to the track. By this time night had fallen. As he looked around at the car he saw Stimson dis- appear inside. For a few yards he trudged moodily on. Then he stopped. “Three miles, nix!” said he. “It Stimson's twelve thousand can’t wait till 1 forage, Stimson's twelve thou- sand can beat it. I ain’t on his bond.” William turned and sneaked back along the track side until he came to the kitchen window. The light was burning and the window was open, but hopelessly high. A fence ran parallel with the track, but it was too far away. William's hunger made him inven- tive. Pulling out a fence rail he placed it bridgewise from the fence to the window and crawled slowly and carefully along it. He paused a moment to get his bear- ings and feast his eyes as a gradual preparation for feasting his stomach. The preliminary proved too much for him. With a startled gasp he recoiled so suddenly that his narrow perch re- fused to accommodate his spreading | limbs, and Sweet William thudded softly to a sitting posture on the ties below. He was brought to a consciousness that two objects cannot meet without interruption to one of them, by being encircled in two brawny arms and finding himselt in the cenfer of a group of men, among whom he rec- ognized the freight conductor of his recent acquaintance. “Bring him along! He may be a pal!” shouted somebody. All hurried forward, leaving Wil llam’s captor to drag his captive in their wake—a task for which he seemed capable. Willlam started to explain, but his own lack of breath and his guard's lack of leisure proved a combination too strong for coherence. The guard poked an unreasonably hard fist into his ribs and told him to shut up. William, being scarcely ca- pable of anything else, did so. The leaders reached the private car. Two ran to the other end. The oth- ers waited. Then each party stole up the steps. William's guardian pushed him ahead of him and stole up be- hind. There was a rush, a scuffie and a tremendous shouting. When Willlam could get a clear view of affairs, Mr. Stimson was dejectedly surveying, through swollen eyes, the train and engine crew of a freight, while two men were giving first aid to the cook, and the real superintendent was exam- ining the diamond dril® that had bitten half-way through his safe. “Don’t tell me that hobo put you wise,” pleaded Stimson. “I'd hate to think I couldn't bamboozle Sweet Wil- liam.” - “I don't know what the deuce you're talking about,” said the super, “but I don't think any hobo could be greener than the way you tied me up. I dropped out of the kitchen window and happened to pull up with a stalled freight train. Who's Sweet William— a pal of yours?” . “He means me,” put in Willlam, smiling. “I was running up the track to get help.” Stimson laughed aloud. *“Yes he was—not. He thought I was the su- perintendent.” The freight conductor turned from the reviving cook to look William over. “What, him!” said he irrelevantly. “Why that’s the bum I dropped on the gravel an hour ago. He's all right. Kick him off.” Napoleon’s Wedding. The bride gave her age as three years younger than she actually was, and Bonaparte, with a gallantry that under the circumstances was to be commended, had himself registered one year older than his real age, so as to make the disparity appear less noticeable, . . . The wedding was without cere- mony; a pair of peasants could not have had one simpler. There were no groomsmen, nor bridesmaids; only the subscribing witnesses at- tended. .. Josephine signed her name to the records as Detascher, ignoring Beau- barnais altogether, while the groom wrote Bonaparte instead of Buona- parte.—Napoieon and the End of the French Revolution, Charles F. War- wick. Around Europe. “Do you know your way around Eu- rope?” “Yes, you can go by way of Spits- bergen to the north, or through the Mediterranean to the south. I don't blame you for wanting to go around ” To Wash Windows. To wash windows quickly: Take & ehamois skin, dipped in warm water, to wash windows. Then wring the same chamois skin dry as possible, and after wiping the window again you will have a finely polished glass, without the use of numerous cloths to 1 was standing v a room crowded with men and women In evening dress when | beurd a cheery feminine voice near me exclaim: “Why, Tom!™ “What luck!™ responded a young man, with blond hair, parted in the middle, and his chin beld up by a very high collar. “l don’t know a person here,” said the girl, who had spoken first. “Nor I. ] would rather bave met you than own a gold mine.” “Isn’t it nice tv meet sowe voe you don’t expect. but whom you wish to eet 7 Happy smiles illuminated the faces of these two youngsters, whom it made me bappy to look at. Indeed, there was one especial reason for my enjoy- ment of this pleasant surprise, for it reminded me of one that had occurred in my own family years before. In the sisties—1 refer to the last cen tury—my father, then a young man, went out to Denver to grow up with a new town. Albert Reeder bad gone there a few years before with his family for the purpose of building a stamp mill on Clear creek. up in the | mountains, and had become Interested in the extraction of gold from ore. My father, who was as poor as a church mouse. found work in the service of Mr. Reeder and was sent up to oune of bis stamp mills, where he soon became | superintendent. Mr. Reeder thought my father one of the brightest young men in the world and was ready to do anything for him till he discovered that his em- ployee had a Iove affair with his daugh- ter, Agnes. Then he suddenly turned against him. ‘The trouble was that Reeder had a prospect of soon becom: ing very rich and had begun to cherish expectatious of Agnes marrying either a duke or a prince or something of that order. The young couple were in a peck of trouble in consequence of the old man's refusal to consent to their union. Of course the matter rested with Agnes My father couldn't do anything with out ber concurrence, and she was in. disposed to break with her father. But her father must have been uncer- tain of her, tor he ordered her to get ready to go back east to stay awhile with an aunt Agnes seemed disposed to yleld to bis commands. She wrote my father that he might come down from the mill and say goodby to her. He did 80 and there was a very affect: ing scene between the lovers. Inasmuch as Agnes was making her preparations to go east and it was supposed that she was bidding her lover a last rarewell, no opposition was made to the two youngsters seeing as much of each other as they liked. They spent a whole evening together, during which Agnes told my father that if she married bim her father would disinberit ber and that she would lose a very large fortune. Her mother was bitterly opposed to her marriage with my father, for it was she who was determined to exchange the wealth she would inherit for one of those rundown titled foreigners who are In the market for American heir. esses. My tather wus the more cast down because, while Agnes talked about her mother’s wishes in this matter, he was not quite sure that Agnes herself was oot inclined to the plan of marrying a title and was accustomed to do pret- ty wuch as she pleased. However, there was nothing for my father to do but submit, and he said goodby to Agnmes lugubriously. One thing he knew—If she was disposed to obedience he could not move her, and it she was not disposed to obedience ber parents could not hold her. My fatber, notwithstanding his em- morning after his farewell left for the mill. He always rode on the outside of the coach and climbed on | where he resigned himself to b | over the severest blow one can | whether young or old—separa! & mate. & ! From Denver the road westward ex- tends for Gfteen miles to then § 8 ;g* i gi i i i < § i H : i ef i ¥2 k 3 g : : 55 £ i | s 3 ! g H i 5 i : I Eg ke 23 1 i &F £ § 2 4 § é is b i 3 H %8s g i gl H £3 - g L F1] % : [{ f g s H 1! i £ : ¢ i Quite Portable. A man who had taken an imterest bungalow met a friend who was anx- fous to know how he had made out. i “Was that one of those portable bum- galows you bought?” asked the friend. “l guess it was,” replied the other, rather ruefully. “The wind um‘. Hardly, “Some of the weddings must make Cupid laugh in his sleeve,” remarks @& newspaper cynic. Not the Cupld Whose pictures we've seen.—Beston Cranscript. Al by Every Dollar Expended for Lumber Is Well Invested The buildings you construct with the lumber you buy, mean not only economy in the conservation of crops, machinery and stock, but add to the equipment and value of-the farm. 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