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Updated: May 12, 2025
N'Soon opened his throttle and darted forward, foolishly. The shell exploded. Grimers' bicycle was covered with branches and he with earth and dust. N'Soon for some reason was not touched. The General and his staff were shelled nearly the whole way to the farm, but nobody was hit.
"Come on Peggy," urged Roy, and against her better judgment Peggy, as many another girl has done before her, obeyed the summons, although an intuition warned her that something was not just right. "Ready?" cried Fanning from the Blue Bird. "All ready"; hailed back Roy, who found the spark and throttle adjustments of the maroon car perfectly simple. "Then go!" almost screamed Regina Mortlake.
Every time the engine started and the youth made a wild dash at the throttle he reached it too late. Before he could pull it down the chug-chugging died away. Several minutes passed and Clint viewed the clock in front of a jewelry store across the street apprehensively. It was seventeen minutes of five. He tugged Amy's sleeve. "Come on," he said. "We don't want to miss this one."
"She's in the rock cut now," Kemp remarked. "Hardie ought to throttle down when he runs out and sees the light." Lister listened. The swelling note indicated that the train had left the cut, but it did not look as if the engineer was pulling up. "She's coming along pretty fast," said Willis. "If he doesn't snub her soon, she'll jump the steel and take the muskeg."
"At eleven o'clock sharp the telegraph-wire to the waterworks will be cut, also the wires to all the stations; then let them telegraph all they like. The minute the train arrives, the engine will be switched to another track and then backed in front of the train. Meanwhile the boxes will be packed in the cars and then we'll be off with the throttle wide open.
"I had wanted to be a locomotive engineer, sir," was the boy's reply, "but now I think I'll stay in the city." "It was the excitement of the life that appealed to you, was it?" "Yes, sir. I guess so." "True, there's a good deal of responsibility there, when you stand with your hand on the throttle of a fast express, knowing that the lives of the passengers are in your hand.
I have watched them from afar, and known by their eyes and a certain preparatory nervousness of body, that they would "shy" at me. I have been conscious, however, that there was nothing in me to shy at. I have had no pistols in my pocket, and no Bowie knife under my coat-collar. I have been innocent of any intention to leap upon and throttle them.
He did not often come now. They were making up the local freight the yard engine backing and shunting the cars into line. Bill Adams was at the throttle and Connors was firing. A few yards below Sanders's sentry-box stood an empty flat car on a siding. It threw a grateful shade over the hard cinder-covered tracks.
Nevertheless, Madden's training as a civil engineer gave him a certain aptitude for his formidable undertaking and he set about it with rat-like patience. He picked out the main steam pipe, larger than his body, covered with painted white canvas, and followed this till he discovered the throttle, a steel wheel with hand grips with which he could choke the breath out of the monster engines.
One or two of Flaggan's exclamations enlightened him as to the true character of their unexpected visitor. "Hold, Mariano!" he cried; "the man is evidently a friend." "What's that ye're saying?" cried Flaggan, looking up, for he was still busy attempting to throttle Mariano. "I tell my brother that you are a friend," said Lucien, scarce able to restrain laughter.
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