chink-a-chunk

Updated: May 22, 2025

But when she finally straightened herself out on the coarse, cinder-sprinkled linen of the Pullman, the chink-a-chunk of the train changed to a lullaby, and in about two minutes Patty was sound asleep. It was about four o'clock the next afternoon when the train came puffing into the great train-shed in Jersey City.

Carolyn Wells - Patty Fairfield