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VOL. XIII.
"TJfAXKS TO vorr
Ku ry d.iy fur a niont'i ol MmJny-,
SatimUivs. Tucml'ivs. Vrlilitys, Mondays,
.lack had pondered the \ arums means
An t methods pertaining to grinding machines.
I ntil he was sure he could build a wheel
Thai, given the sort of dam that’s proper,
Would oi.lv need some corn and hopper
To turn out very respectable meal.
Jerry and .late* and Jo, and the others.
Jack’s incredulous sisters and brothers.
(lave him credit lor good intentions,
liitl look no stock in the boy’s invetition* .
In fact they laughed them ifiiite to seoin .
Instead of Wasting his time, they said.
He would be more likely to earn his bread
Planting potatoes or hoeing corn I
Hessie alone, w hen all the res!
(. rushed his spirit with gibe and jest.
Whispered softly, ’• Whatever they say.
1 know you will bmld the wheel some day "’
(’hirpiug crickets and singing birds
Were not so sweet as her tiearlsome words ;
Straight he answeted, •• It ever I do.
I know it w ill only he thanks to you!"
Main a time sore heart and brain
Leap at a word, grown strong again.
Thanks to iter, as the story goes,
Hope and courage in J aek arose ;
Till one bright day in the meadow-brook
There was heard a sound as ol water plashing.
And Bessie* watched w ith her happy look
The little wheel ill the sunlight dashing.
Itv and hv as the ye .rs were fraught
With trait of his e. rnest toil and thought,
Brothers and sisters changed their tune,
*■ Onr Jack,” they cried, "will he famous soon!”
Which wtis nothing more than Bessie knew.
She said, and had known it all the while!
But Jack replied with a kiss and a smile,
•• If ever I am. it is thanks to you I"
Mary H. Uroiihi/, st, \ii/lulus for ■*>> yd. iiilirr,
I Hi: EXPRESS TRAIN.
A Story of Thrilling Adventure.
Two or ihm* of us hud lounged out
of the Club om* night into Hantley’s
office, to find out the nows ( oming in
hy cable, which the sleepy town would
not hour until the paper would ho out
to-morrow. Huntley was editor of the
Courier.
Ho wtis scribbling away at driving
speed, hat on, an unlightod cigar in his
mouth.
“ You’re at it late, Bon.''
“Accident on it railroad. Sixty lives
lost,’’ without looking up,
We seized the long, white slips, which
lay coiled over the table, and road the
dispatch.
“Tull tut!"
“ Infamous.’’
“ Nobody to blame, of course.”
“ 1 tell you the otlioers of a road
whore such tin accident is possible
should ho tried for murder,” cried
Ferrers.
Santley shoved his copy to a boy, and
lighted his cigar.
“ 1 think you’re wrong, Ferrers. In
stead of being startled til such casual
ties, I never travel on a railway that i
am not amazed tit the security of them,
.lust think of it. Thousands of trains
running yearly on each, with but a
minute to spare between safety and de
struction, 11 to safety of these trains
depending on conductors, telcgiaph
clerks, hrakemon, men of every grade
of intellect, their brains subject to every
kind of moods, and diseases, and tem
pers.
“Tiie engineer lakes a glass of liquor;
the conductor sets his watch half a
minute too fast; the flagman falls
asleep; and the train is dashed into
ruin 1 It is not the accident that is to
ho wondered tit; it is the escape that is
miraculous.”
Wo all had dropped into seats by this
time. The night "was young, and one
after another told some story of ad
venture or danger. Presently, Santley
said :
“There was an incident which oc
curred a few years ago which made me
tool as Ido its the matter. 1 happened
to he an eye-witness to the whole af
fair.”
“ What was it. Hen ?”
“ It’s rather a long story.”
“No matter. Go on. You can't go
homo until your proof comes in any
how.”
“ No. Well, to make you understand,
about live years ago, 1 had a had break
down—night-work, hack writing and
poor pay. You know how fast it all
wears out the machine. The doctor
talked of diseases of the gray matter of
the brain, etc., and proscribed, instead
of medicine, absolute rest and change
of scene.
“ 1 would have swallowed till tne nos
trums in a chemist's shop rather than
have left the office for a week.
“ 1 11 take country board, and send in
my editorials,” 1 said.
“ No; you must drop office and work
utterly out of our life, for a month, at
least." Talk and think of planting po
tatoes, or embroidery—anything hut
newspapers and politics.”
“ Well, I obeyed, i started on a pe
destrian tour; studied cattle in Nor
folk, and ate sausages in Oxford. Fi
nally 1 brought up, footsore and bored
beyond bearing, in W—.
While there I fell into the habit of
lounging about the railway station,
studying the construction of the en
gines and making friends with the
men.
“The man with whom I always fra
ternize most readily i- the skilled me
chanic. He has a degree of common
sense, a store of certain facts which
your young doctor or politician is apt
to lack.
Besides, he is absolutely sure of his
social standing-ground, and has a grave
self-respect, which, teaches him to re
spect YOU.
“ The professional lad just started on
his career, is uneasy, nut sure ol his
MINERAL POINT. WIS., FRIDAY, AFOrST 30, IS7S.
position; he trios to climb perpetually. I
toll you this to explain, my intimacy
with many of the officials on the road,
especially with an engineer named
Blakeley.
“ This man attracted me first hy nis
ability to give me the information 1
wanted in a few direct, sharp words.
Like most reticent men, he knew the
weight and value t f words. I soon be
came personally much interested in
him. lie was about forty, his hair
streakivl with gray, which hinted at
a youth of hardships and much suf
fering.
’’ However, Blakelev had found his
way to the uplands at hist. Three
veal's before he had married a bright
cheerful woman. They had one child
—a hoy. He had work and good wages,
and was, 1 found, high in the confidence
of the company.
“On one occasion, having a Sunday
oil, he took me up to where his >oy,
lived. He was tin exceptionally silent
man, hut when (wilh them was garru
lous and light-hearted as a hoy. In
his eyes Jane was the wisest and fair
est of women, ami the boy a wonder of
intellect. One great source of trouble
to him wtis, as 1 found, that he wtis able
to see them hut once in three weeks.
“It was necessary for the child’s
health to keep them m the country air,
and. indeed, lie could not till’ord to
have them elsewhere; but this separ
ated him from them almost wholly.
Jane was in the habit of coming with
Charley down to a certain point of the
road every day that Blakeley might see
them its he dashed hy.
“And when 1 found out this habit it
occurred to me that 1 could give Blake
ley agreat pleasure. How often have
1 anathematized my meddling kind
ness since.
“ January-oth was the child's birth
day. I proposed to Airs. Blakeley thill
slu* and Charley should get in the train
which her husband drove, unknown to
him, and run up to H— —, where ,he
had the night oil'.
“ There was to he a little supper at
the rooms. Charley wtis to appear in
anew suit' etc., etc. Of course, the
whole allair was at my expense—a
mere tritie, hut an all’air of grandeur
and distinction which fairly look Jane's
breath. She was a most innocent,
happy creature, one of those women
who are wives and mothers in the
cradle.
“ When Blakeley found her she was
a thin, pale little taduress -a machine
to grind out badly made clothes. But
three years of marriage and petting of
Charley had math* her rosy and plump
and pretty.
“ The little Highland suit wtis bought
complete, to the tiny dirk and feather,
and very pretty the little fellow looked
in it. 1 wrote down to order a good
supper to he ready at eight. Jane and
the hoy were to get in tin* train at
a queer little village near which they
lived.
“ Blakeley ran the train'from \V
down to H that day. His wife be
ing in the train before he took charge
of the engine, of course he would see
and know nothing of Iter until we land
ed tit 11 ill seven. I laid intended
to go down in the smoking department
as usual, hut another fancy, suggested, 1
suppose, hy the originator of all evil,
seized me.
“ Noneed to laugh. Satan, 1 believe,
has quite as much to do with accidents
and misery and death as with sin. Why
not? However, my fancy, diabolic or
not, was to go down on the engine with
Blakely. I hunted up the fireman, and
talked with him for an hour. Then I
went to the engineer.
’“Blakeley, 1 said, ‘Jones, the fireman
wants to-night off.”
“‘Oil! Oh, no doubt! He’s taking to
drink, Jones. He must have been
drinking when he talked of that. It’s
impossible.’
“ 1 explained to Blakeley that Jones
had it sick wife ora sweetheart or some
thing, and finally owned that 1 had an
unconquerable desire to run down the
road on the engine, and that knowing
my only chance was to take the fire
man's place, had bribed him to give it
to me. The fact was that in my idle
ness. and the overworked state of my
brain, 1 craved excitement as a confirm
ed drunkard does liquor.
“Blakeley, I saw, was angry, and ex
ceedingly annoyed.
“lie refused at first, hut finally gave
way with a grave civility which almost
made me ashamed of my boyish
whim. 1 promised to he the prince of
firemen.
“‘Then you'll have to he treated its
one, Mr. Santley,’said Blakeley, curt
ly. ‘J can’t talk to gentlemen aboard
my engine, it’s different from hero on
the platform, you’ll remember. I’ve
got to order and you to obey in there,
and that’s all there's of it.’
“‘♦•lt, I understand!’ I said thinking
that it required huh* moral effect to
obey in the matter of shoveling coal. If
1 could have guessed wiiat that shovel
ing coal was to cost me! But till day I
went about thinking of the fiery ride
through the hills, mounted literally on
the iron horse.
"It wtis in the middle of the afternoon
when the train rushed into the station.
J caught a glimpse of Jam* in the train,
with Charley, magnificent in his red and
green plaid, beside her.
“She nodded a dozen times and
laughed, and then hid behind the win
dow. fearing her husband would see
I her,
“Poor girl! It was the second great
holiday of her life, she bad told me: the
| first being her wedding day.
“ iue train stopped ton minutes. It
was neither : u express or an aeeom
| modation tram, b"t one whieh stopp
ed at the prine 1 stations on the
I route.
■ 1 had an old. patehed suit on, lit as t
supposed for the service ot eoal heav
ing; hut lllakely when 1 came up. eyed
iit and my bauds sardonically. He was
;in no better temper, evidently with an
I amateur fireman than he had been in
• the morning.
! “‘All aboard!’lie said grullly, 'You
I take your place there, Mr. Santley.
You’ll put in coal just as I call for it, if
you please, and not trust to your own
judgment.’
“ His tone annoyed me.
“Tt can not require much judgment
to keep up a tire under a boiling pot,
and not make it too hot. Any woman
can do that in her ow n kitchen.’
“He made no reply, hut took his
plaoe in the little square box. where
the greater p- . of Ins lift' was pass
ed.
“ 1 noticed that his faee was Unshod;
and his irritation at my foolish whim
was smoly more than the occasion re
quired. 1 watched him with keen furi
osity, wondering if it was possible that
he could have been drinking, as he had
accused poor Jones ot doing.”
“ It strikes me as odd," interrupted
Ferrers, “ that yon should have not only
made an intimate companion ot this
, fellow, Santley, hut have taken so
i keen mi interest in his temper* and
drinking bouts. You would nut he like
ly to honor any of ns with such atten
i timi.”
“No. 1 have something else to do. I
I was absolutely idle then, Ulakeley aid
his family, for the time, made up y
I world. As for the friendship, this vas
| an exceptional man, both as to integri
ty and massive hard sense.”
1 was honored by the friendshii of
' this grimy engineer. Hut the qmdion
|of his sobriety that day was a sifions
one.
“A man in charge of a train \ its him
idredsol passengers, 1 fell ouiiu tube
I sober, particularly when I wa i lint up
| in the engine with him.
I “Just as wo started, aslip'f paper
i was handed to him, which he van and
| throw down. . '
1 “Do you run this train ly telegraph?’ 1
■ I askod, hoginning to shoe! vigorously. I
( “‘Yes. No more coal*
| “ ‘lsn’t that unusual?’
I “‘Yes; there are two jpooial trains!
! on the road this aflernooi.’
“ ‘ls it ditllouli to rim atrain by tele-1
! graph?’ I said pro.ontly,in ply to make j
conversation.
"Staring in silence at he narrow slit
in the gloomy furnace, or Hit at the vil
lage stmt, through wlifh wo slowly
passed, was munotonons.
“ ‘Mo, not dillionlt; 1 sinply have to
obey the instructions wlich 1 receive
at each station.’
“ ‘Hut if you should ha qioii to think
the iiistnictious not right?
“‘Happen to think! I’ve no busi
ness to think at all! Winn the trains
run by telegraph the engneers are sol
many machines in the Lands of one j
controller, who directs Hum all from a
central point, lie has the whole road
under his eye. if they don’t obey t !
the least tittle their orders it is destruc
tion to the whole.’
‘‘‘You seem to think silent obedience
the first and last merit in a railway
man?’
“ ‘Yes,’dryly.
“ I took the hint and was dumb.
“We were out of town now. Hlake
ley quickened the speed of the engine.
I did not speak to him again. There
Was little for me to do, and I was occu
pied in looking out at the (lying land-
Hcapc.
“ Tlif fields were cover* and with a deep
■ full of miow, hikl glanced whitely l>y, i
with a strange, unreal shimmer. The
air was keen and cutting. HUH the ride
was tame. 1 was disappointed. The
excitement would, by no means, 041 ml |
a dash on a spirited horse, 1 began to
think J had little to pay fur my grimy
hands and face, when we slowed at the
next station.
“One or two passengers gut in the
train. There was the inevitable old
lady, with bundles, alighting, and the
usual squabble about her trunk. ( was
craning my neck to hoar when a boy
ran ulongide with a telegram.
“The next moment I heard a smoth
ered exclamation from Blakely.
(io back,’ he said to the boy. 1 1 ell
Sands to have the message repeated.
There’s a mistake. 1
“The boy dashed off. and Blakely sat
waiting, cooly polishing a hit of the
shining brass before him. Back came
the boy.
“ ‘ Had it repealed. Hands is raging
at you. Hays there’s no mistake and
you’d best get on,’ thrusting the second
message up.
“ Blakely read it, and stood hesita
ting for half a minute. 1 never shall
forget the dismay, the utter perplexity,
that gathered in bis lean face as He
looked at the telegram and then at the
long tiain behind him. His lips moved
as if he were calculating chances, and:
his eye suddenly quailed as he saw.
death at the end of his calculation.
>\ hat is tlu' matter' What are yon
going to dol askod.
" 1 Obey.'
“ The engine gave a long shriek of
i honor that made me start, as if it were
Hlakeley s own voiee. Die next instant
we rush out of the station and darted
through the low-lying farms at a speed
whieh seemed dangerous to me.
' I’nt in more ' eoal,' said Hlakeh
I shoveled it in.
" ' N\ e are going ver\ last. Hlakelev.
I ventured,
“lie did not answer, 11 is e\e was
lived on the steam gauge, Ins inis elose
Iv shot.
"' Mon' eoal.’
Ihe fields and houses began to llv
i past but halt seen. We were nearing
S Hlakely's eyes went from the
guagw to the faee of the time pieee and
haek. He moved like an automaton.
I hei i' was little more meaning in his
faee.
“ More! w ithout turning his eve.
" 1 look up the shovel hesitated.
Ulakeley! W e're going very fast.
We re going at the rate of sixty miles
mi hour.
"’Coal.’
" 1 was alarmed at the stern, eolil.
rigidity ot the man. Mis pallor was be
eoniing frightful.
“ I threw in the eoal.
“ At least, we must stop at S
He had told me that was the next. halt.
“The iittle town approaehod. Asthe
j first house eame into view the engine
sent out its shriek of warning; it grew
louder, louder. \\ e dashed into the
street, up to the station, where a group
of passengers wailed, and passed it
without the halt of an instant. 1 eaiighl
n glimpse of the appalled faces of the
waiting crowd. Then we were in the
fields again.
“Tim speed now became literally
breathless, the furnace glared red hot.
The heat, the velocity, the terrible ner
votisstrain ot the man beside me seemed
to weigh the air. 1 found myself draw
ing long, steutorious breaths, like one
drowning; 1 heaped in the coals at in
scrvals as he hade me.
I'll have nothing of dial kind,' in
terrupted one ofthe listeners. ‘Tim
man was mail.’
" I did it because I was oppressed by
an odd sense of duty, winch 1 never had
m my ordinary brain work.
“ Iliad taken this mechanical task
on myself, and I foil, a stricture upon
me to go through with it at any cost.
" 1 know now how it is that dull, ig
norant men, without a spark of enthu
siasm, show sneh heroism sometimes as
soldiers, engineers and captains of
wrecked vessels. It is this overpower
ing sense of routine duty. It’s a liner
thing than sheer bravery to my notion.
“However, 1 began to be of your
mind, Wright, that Blakely was mad,
laboring under some sudden tren/y
from drink, though 1 had never seen
him touch liiptor.
“ He did not move hand or foot, ex
cept in the mechanical control of the
engine, his eye going from the guage to
the time-piece with a steadiness that
was more terrible and threatening than
any gleam of insanity would have been.
“ Once he glanced back at the long
train sweeping after the engine w ith a
speed that rucked it from aide to side.
Von could catch glimpses of hundreds
of men and woman talking, reading,
smoking, unconscious that their lives
were all in the hold of one man,
whom 1 now strongly suspected to be
mad.
“ I knew by his look that he remem
bered their lives were in his hand. Ho
glanced at the clock.
‘‘•Twenty miles,’ he muttered,
‘ Throw on the coal, Jones; the lire is
going out.'
*' 1 did it. Yes, I did it. There was
something in the face of that man that
1 could not resist. Then I climbed for
ward and shook him hy the shoulder.
Blakeley,' I shouted, ‘yon are run
ning this train into the jaws of
death ?
“ ‘ I know if,’ quietly.
“ ‘ Your wife and children arc in it.'
“ Mireat heaven!'
“He staggered to his feet. But even
then he did not mo e Ids eyes from the
gunge.
“ ‘ In a minute
“ ' Make up the tire,’ he said, and
pushed in the throttle valve.
“ * I will not.’
“‘Makeup the lire, Mr. Stanley,’
very quietly.
“ ‘ 1 will not. You may murder your
self, and your wife and lsv, but yon
shall not murder me.’
“He looked at me. His kindly gray
eyes glared like those of a wild beast.
But he controlled i.imself.
“ • I could throw yon oil' the engine
and make short work of it. But -look
here; do you see the station yonder?’
“ I saw a thin w isp of smoke against
the sky, about live milts in advance.
“ I was told to reach that station hy
six o'clock. The express tram meet
ing ns is duo now. 1 ought to have
laid by for it at S—. I was told to
conic on. Unless 1 can make the sid
ing at that station in three minutes we
will meet it yonder in the hollow.’
" ‘.Somebody blundered?”
“ ‘ Yes, I think so.'
" ‘ And you obeyed?’
“He said nothing. I threw on coal.
If I had had petroleum I would have
thrown it on. But I never was calmer
:in my litV. When death has a man oc
tu.illy by the throat it sobers hint.
Blakeley pushed m the valve still
lurther. I'he engine began to give a
strange, panting hound. Kar oil to the
south 1 could see the luminous black
smoko of a train.
1 looked at Blakeley emiuiringly.
Ho nodded. It wasthe express,
1 stooped to tln> tiro.
No moro,’ ho said.
"‘I looked across tho gray wintry
sky, at tho gray smoko of tho peaceful
litth> villago, and beyond, that h'.aok
lino coming olosor, olosor across tho
sky. Thou 1 turnoil to tho watoh.
“ In ono minuto moro
" i iontlomon, I oonfoas 1 sal down
and hnriod my faoo in my hands, 1
don’t think 1 triod to pray, 1 had a
oontnsod thought of a mass of minglod,
dving mou and womon, motliora and
H'oir hahioa, atal \ agnely, of a merci
tnl makor. I.iltlo Charley, with his
onrla and protly anil
There was a tornlio shriek from tho
engine, against which I loaned. An
nothor in my faoo. A hot tempest
swept past mo.
" I looked up. Wo wore on tho sid
ing, and the express had gone hy, Tho
hindmost carriages touched in passing
“‘Thank heaven! Von'vo done it,
Blakeley! Blakeley!" 1 cried.
I “ Ihtl he did nut sneak. lie sat there,
immovable, and cold as a stone, I
wont to the carriage and brought Jane
and tho hoy to him, and when ho open
I'd his ey es and took tho little woman’s
hands in his 1 came aw ,y .
“ An engineer named Fred, who was
at tho station, ran the train into II
Blakeley was terribly shaken. But wo
wont down and had onr little feast,
after all. Charley, nt least, etrjoyed it.
“ What was the explanation ? A
blunder of the director or tho lolopraph
operator ?
I don’t know. Blakeley made light of
it afterward, and kept tin'secret. Those
railway men must have a strong I'xprit
dr corps.
‘‘ All I know is that Blakeley’s salary
was raised soon after, and he received
that I ’lirislmas a very handsome ‘testi
monial for services rendered, from the
company.
-• • •-
Depths of I,nkcs.
The bavarian fhnWer publishes mi in<
(cresting comparative statement of tho
depth of lakes, Among European lakes
: tho Aehensee, in tho Tyrol, heads the
list. At some points the depth of this
lake amounts to ‘J.oOO feet. The great
ost depth of (he lake of (kmstiuiee is
nhout il7r> fool, that of the (lliieiusee
alemt 4oH foot, ami that, of the Walehen
ami Konigssee, til 1. The measurements
made about ISTOnI the I lead Sea show
ed that at its deepest part its depth is
I.Sdti feel, hnl it we eonsider that tho
level of this lake is alreadv l.llht feet
helow the level of liie Mediterranean,
then we liml that tln> total depression
in the soil here amounts really In It/Jill I
feet. The lako of Tihorias is extreme
ly shallow in comparison; on its eastern
part tho average depth is only ”(5 feet,
while mi the western side it lies between
Id and 22 feet. In lake Muikal depths
have boon found whir’ll for a lake are
utterly astonishing. in lliu upper part
of the lake the depth is |(I,H(NI feet,
(nhout Dm height of Mount Kina,) hut
downward the bottom constantly des
cends. and near tho opposite hank the
depth amounts to I> feel. Tho
depth far exceeds that of tho Mediter
ranean Sea, which at its greatest purl
measures only 7,H00 feel.
Haw li lull Can Man Live.
Mr. Webber slates Unit in Thibet he
has lived for months together at a
high! of more than 1/1,000 feel above
the level of the sea, and that (ho result
was as follows: Ills pulse at normal
bights only lid per minute, seldom fell
helow KID per minute during the whole
lime lie was at that level. His respira
tions were often twice as numerous in
the minute us they are at ordinary
levels. A run of 100 yards would
(jiiickeu both pulse and respiration
more than a run of 1,000 yards at sea
level, and tho higher the level the
greater Hie ditlicnlly of,walking or run
ning fast, He crossed the shoulder of
t he < hirla Mandhata at. a height of some
L’o,ooo feel, and found the greatest ditli
enlty in getting in breath quickly
enough, hud frequent and violent head
aches, and found that his native guides
and companions suffered much more
even Ilian he did.- hnuhm S/metalor,
-* • .
Wicked for Clergymen.
“I believe it to he all wrong and even
wicked for clergymen or other public
men to he led into giving testimonials
to quack doctors or vile stud's called
medicines, hut when a really meritor
ious article is made up of common val
uable remedies known to all, and that
all physicians use and trust in daily, wo
should freely commend it. I therefore
cheerfully and heartily commend Hop
Hitters for the good they have done me
and my friends, firmly believing they
have no equal for family use. I will
not he without them.”
Kev. , Washington, L). C.
-
Tick 1/mdon Fire brigade was called
out 1,708 limes during out of
these llHi times were false alarms, 6'J
were chimney tires, and only V)‘J re
sulted in serious damage.
MO. 3.

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