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Updated: May 14, 2025
Again for a moment Alex quailed, then again went bravely on, while the old semaphore rocked and swayed as the enraged Italian threw himself at it and scrambled up toward him. With a plunge the big trackman reached up and caught him by the ankle, wrenched him back from the lantern, and clambered up beside him. Catching the light off the semaphore arm, he thrust it into the boy's face.
Her boot flashed in the stirrup while she spoke to the nearest man, and her horse stretched his neck and nosed the brown alkali-grass that spread thinly along the road. To McCloud she was something like an apparition. He sat spellbound until the trackman indiscreetly pointed him out, and the eyes of the visitor, turning his way, caught him with his hands on the rock in an attitude openly curious.
It subsequently transpired that he was justified, an injury to a rail having been discovered which might have made the passage at great speed dangerous; but, until that fact was known, the poor trackman at Port Clinton was sufficiently abused.
For some reason this particular rail did give way, much more readily than it ought to have done." The trackman was listening with the greatest interest. "Just how do you know that, Miss Warfield?" he said. "Why," replied Marion, "don't you see, from the mark on the ties, that the engine wheels left the rail almost at the moment they struck it.
The big trackman was a person of sound practical sense. He knew what Marion was after, but he was confused by the unfamiliar terms in which the idea was stated. "It's mighty hard to figure out," he said. "Of course, when you find an obstruction on the track or a crowbar under a rail, or some plain thing, you know." Then he added: "You've got to figure out a wreck from what seems likely."
The trackman was a person accustomed to the reality and not the theory of things. "I don't see how the accident would have been any different," he said, "if somebody had put that tree in the right spot to catch the coach; or timed the minute with a stop-watch to kill that brakeman; or piled that wreck on the man so it wouldn't hurt him. The result would have been just the same."
"But we see it spread, Miss Warfield," said the trackman with a conclusive gesture. "True," replied Marion, "we see that it did spread, under this condition, but why?" The old woman sitting beside the track seemed to realize what was under way; for she rose and came over to where I stood. "Contessa," she whispered, in those quaint, old world words, "do not reveal, what I have tol'. I pray you!"
Had there been an embankment, or a big ditch, or the train under its usual headway the wreck would have been a horror, for every wheel, from the engine to the last coach, had left the rails. We were an excited group around the train's crew, when the trackman came up with his torch. Everybody asked the same question as the man approached. "What caused the accident?" "Spread rails," he said.
My first wife taken sick with rheumatism and she died in 1908. We were married thirty-one years. I married again about 1913. Vocational Experiences "When I was able to work, I worked in the railroad shops boiler maker's helper. Before that I farmed and did other things. Went from trackman to machinist's helper and boilermaker's helper. Opinions "Young folks Just need the right handlin'.
Suddenly the air-brakes ground sharply upon the wheels, shrill whistlings from the 266 sounded the stop signal, and past the end of the slowing service-car a trackman ran frantically up the line toward the following passenger, yelling and swinging his stripped coat like a madman.
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