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Updated: May 28, 2025
As they were all eating they heard a voice outside which struck on the chords of their memories: "Where is that Yard-Boss? Where is that Yard-Boss? Find him and send him to me, immediately." "That sounds like Levi Rosenbaum," said Shorty. Si nodded affirmatively. The Deacon looked out, and recognized Levi dressed in the hight of fashion.
On his jetty curls sat a glossy silk hat, his clothes looked as if just taken from the tailor's shop, and they fitted him to perfection. A large diamond flashed from his scarfpin, and another gleamed in a ring on his right hand as he waved it in giving orders to the men around. Every eye was fixed on him, and when he spoke there was hastening to obey. The Yard-Boss was coming at a run.
"I think I can help you, 'Squire," said a big, goodnatured-looking civilian railroad man, who had become interested in the Deacon's troubles. "I've bin around with the Assistant Yard-Boss pickin' out a lot o' empties to hustle back to Nashville for grub. That's one o' them over there, on the furthest switch X634. See? It's got a chalk mark on it.
"Tell the Train Dispatcher to clear everything into switches until we get to Murfreesboro, and have the operator at Murfreesboro lay by everything till we get to Nashville." The Yard-Boss rushed off to execute the order. "Great Jehosephat, what's come over Levi?" muttered Shorty. "Has he become the High-muk-a-muk of the whole army? Have they put him in Gen. Rosecrans's place?"
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