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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Since we seem to be more ornamental than useful on this job, you might give me another lesson in Red Butte geography, Mac," he said, purposely changing the subject. "Where are the gulch mines?" The trainmaster explained painstakingly, squatting to trace a rude map in the sand at the track-side.
I'll never forgive you if you don't send him to the rock-pile for that, Lidgerwood!" "I have promised to hang him," said the superintendent soberly "him and the man who has been working with him." "And that's Rankin Hallock!" cut in the trainmaster vindictively, and his scowl was grotesquely hideous. "Can you hang them, Mr. Lidgerwood?" "Yes.
And then, as if the matter were definitely settled: "I'd like to have a word with the trainmaster, Mr. McCloskey. May I trouble you to tell me which is his office?" Hallock waved a hand toward the door which Lidgerwood had been about to open a few minutes earlier.
There is only one man under this roof at this minute who won't fight for you at the drop of the hat." "And that one is ?" The trainmaster jerked his head toward the outer office. "It's the man out there or who was out there when I came through; the one you and I haven't been agreeing on." "Hallock? Is he here?" "Sure; he's been here since early this morning."
Sollitt was to be trainmaster, which involved the oversight and direction of the teams and drivers, and the duty of frequently going ahead to pick out the best road and select a favorable place to camp at night, where water and grass could be had. I was the general business man of the expedition, had full power of attorney from Mr.
"Who was the tall man?" he asked. "I thought he was Hallock I called him Hallock." The trainmaster shook his head. "They're about the same build; but we were all off wrong, Mr. Lidgerwood 'way off. It's been Gridley: Gridley and his side-partner, Flemister, all along.
Of course, the Pacific Southwestern Company isn't responsible for the side-issue schemes of the old Red Butte Western officials. But I want to do strict justice. These men charge the officials of the building and loan company with open dishonesty. There was a balance of several thousand dollars in the treasury when the explosion came, and it disappeared." "Well?" said the trainmaster.
McCloskey nodded. "You mean Hallock?" "Yes." The trainmaster was half-way to the door when he turned suddenly to say: "You can fire me if you want to, Mr. Lidgerwood, but I've got to say my say. You're going to let that yellow dog run loose until he bites you." "No, I am not." "By gravies! I'd have him safe under lock and key before the shindy begins to-night, if it was my job."
How are we doing over in the Timanyoni foot-hills? Getting much ore down from the Copperette? Climb up here and tell me all about it. Or, better still, come on across the desert with us. They don't need you here." The assertion was quite true. With Dawson, the trainmaster, and an understudy Judson for bosses, there was no need of a fourth.
"We'll hear the excuse later," said Lidgerwood. "Now, tell me what sort of a wrecking-plant we have?" "The best in the bunch," asserted the trainmaster. "Gridley's is the one department that has been kept up to date and in good fighting trim. We have one wrecking-crane that will pick up any of the big freight-pullers, and a lighter one that isn't half bad." "Who is your wrecking-boss?"
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