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By w. A. DAVENPORT.
, . NEW YORK, Saturday.
NCE'there was a railroad sta-
. tion porter—a Red Cap-who
, believed that to achieve sue.
ecu one should do Just a little more
than he was paid (or doing. In that
and in other "respects he was a
unique boy. and it is too bad that
his name seems to have been lost in
the shuffle out of which this tale
has been drawn.
It was on a. morning when our
immediate hero's resolve to win him-
self fortune was particularly strong.
You can almost hear him thinking
thus:
“Just gimme a chance, thass all.“
just gimme a chance. First big ball
asks me to do him a favor for a rlme
or 'so I'm going to slip him a dollar‘s
worth. Thass me. All I asks is a
chance and there ain’t no combina—
tion can keep a boy from his Chance."
Old Chance came loping along,
fetching with her a bright looking
young man carrying a brief crise.
“Boy," sold the bright looking
young man. "I‘m in a hurry and i
want you to do me a favor."
“chsir anti thanks," said the Red
Cap.
“I have just one minute to catch
the train for Ali‘mtic City. Cnll up
this telephone l.lll‘.l"£‘l‘ and ask Dr
Mr. lilL‘Zt'llit‘l. lie sure to get Mr.
Biezn-igel. Till him that Mr.‘l".llHk-—
that’s inc—will lu‘ unable to be them
to-ilziy because I am ill. L'mlwr:
stimuli") ’
“Slm‘ly, Mr. Rusk. Just leave it
to Illi‘."
“Don't say any more than that.
Tell him that and tilt-:1 lzrtnj: up."
“I’cssir, i won't piss the time of
day with Mr. iii~ xt-igel. Just tell him
you is sirk and can't {Ithi'ule be
there. Not nuo‘in-r word."
Tim bright looking young mrtn
hunch-d the lit-ii (‘np a dollar and
sprinted for thr- Atlnntir City train.
“Chance and mo ll‘t‘i't here every
" th.» lint! Cup. taking ‘
morning. sun};
to a telephone tov-ih. “No telling
who the gt-ntivnmn is. Maybe but:
millionaire lookingr for n bright boy
for his pt-rsnnzi‘. vnlct or somebody.
Hello! llcllol Is Mr. Bie‘zcigcl
there? Ytssirl This here Mullin-
Zeluel talking to me? Yes-sir. Yes-
sir. Just In moment, because this
here's mo<t important.
“Mr. illh—k he ain't gointa lie with
you ltlet‘nily. No. sir, not this day, ho
nin't. Mr. Husk he is sick, powerful
Sit‘k. Yessir, powerful. Mr. Rusk he
like to die. Yessir, that boy sure
low. Thought I'd tell you 'cause I
know you and him got important
business betu’ecn you. Yessir.
"V‘Vllat? Say what? Me?
this am the doctor speaking.”
We shall leave that energetic P.0d
Cup to consider another member of
his profession. Now this was a tafl
Ethiopian of a. different tempera- ’
ment. He harbored no illusions con-
cerning his future.
'One day a man was hustling across
the floor of Grand Central Terminal
determined to take a. train for Chi-
cago or somewhere West. He was
met by a. friend who reminded him
of an unkept appointment.
"Oh, rats!" snapped the prospec~
tive traveler. "I hope I never sea
him. Won't you telephone him and
say I'm dead or something?"
> ?Not me,” refused the memory
Joggér.’ "not me. Every time I try
chsir,
‘ 9L}; fining , things wthere is a. revolution
und'l'fn the defeated side.
pap to ring him.”
_“Good idea. Here boy."
"Yessir." .
. ”Plea“ ring. up this number and
tell Mr. Pottlo that it's all off. No,
don't say that. Tell him I’ve been
called away hurriedly. No, don’t say,
that either. Just say I've gone to.
304M Brazil. Yea say Brazil."
Fro-sir." _
-“‘.l."his Hr. Pattie?" droned the Red
gargantuan the transmitter. "Mr.
Pattie! ’llr. Kreenis tcli me to call
“3'9" '9 nod “I that he-nll is gone
to Brads. Yen-tr, Brazzle. No, air,
1:. don't my nothln' lbut he's gone to
m and won't be home all night."
“130'" perhaps. having set up a
or less reliable background we
“ Wmth our story of human
If you have been in the
Central Terminal since June 1
' have observed certain
,men in green uniforms
Get a Red
r
The Green Caps
g
standing here and there. For want
of a better name and because the!
have sprung into being due to the
above mentioned limitations of the
Red Caps we_ shall refer to them as
Green Caps. .
These Green Caps fundamentally
are messengers who are prepared to
execute commissions for persons in
too great a hurry to attend to them
themselves. They may be summed
up by calling them Georges, because
upon them has been unloaded all the
onerous tasks that we Americans ‘n
our priceless slang have been wont
to shirk by saying:
"Let George do it."
Suppose rather than tire ourselves
by long winded dissertation concern-
ing the uses to which these green
capped Georges are daily being pm
we divide our time between the mar-
ble counter of their headquarters and
the floor of the station where the‘;
are posted. “'o‘nre, then, looting a:
the marble counter overbearing the
duty dodgers and the too hurried.
A somewhat harried looking man
of fifty-live or so presents himself.
“I have here a strange proposition
for which I am willing to pay well,"
says he.
"“‘e are not frightened by strange
propositions," replies the young
Woman behind the marble slab. “We
(‘llrlrgo ten cents per commission plus
the expense of execution."
“If you can get away with this it's
worth $10."
"\Ve guarantee to give the mnxl‘
mum of human ci‘t'ort."
"Very well, get set," says the
client. There is, perhaps, no man
so lazy :1: my son. To divorce him
from his lnwi in the morning is moot
dillicnlt. i am going to Canada for
three \\(“--k<, and it is my desire that
my son lu‘ aroused every morning at
7 thnt he mrty present himself in the
UlnCt‘ at 10."
“Very good, sir."
“I have had a large gong substi-
tuted for the tinkiing bell with which
the telephone in my son‘s room was
equipped. He has promised me not
to stuff paper or other mttflling mu.-
teriztl in the gong. Briefly, I desire
you to ring him out of bed every
morning at 7." .
"The bill shall ring, air."
The tired father paid and went
away hoping. '
Next a. young man who lives in
New Rochelle.
“\Vlii you please call up my wife."
he asked.‘ “Please tell her that I am
bringing Job Trotter home to dinner
to-night."
The girl on the other side of the
counter maintained a. calm demeanor.
But she is a very human young
woman, blessed with all that curiosity
that is said to be an especial ch):-
ncteristic of her sex. Incidentally,
they’re no more curious nor scandal
loving than we men are: but it seems
a shame to kill all the nice old Vic-
torian legends. But, as I say, she
must have wondered why her cus-
tomer didn't call up his wife himself.
and perhaps he received her mental
question telepathically. .
"She always argues outof it when
I want Job to the house," the young
man needlessly explained. “If I call
her up and tell her it will be all off.
If you call her she can't argue. She
will have to get set for Job whether
she likes it or not."
From the switchboard somewhere
back of the girl agfithe counter comes
the telephonelopc’r'ator.
"There is a woman on the wire,”
she explains. "She is all wrought up
over something or other. Call one of
the messengers and have him page
Mr. Epps. She says that we are to
tell Mr. Epps not to go to Boston and
that she didn't mean what she said.
Sounds like romance to me."
“MF- Epps! Mr. Epps!" calls the
messenger in the vicinity of thestraia
‘ror Beston gate. And presently a
mild looking than of middle years
acknowledges the proprietorsth of
that name.
Acts as Interlocutor.
"Lady: has‘ called saying please
don't go to Boston and that she
didn't mean. what she said." reported
the messenger. ‘ .7 '
“Fine!" said Mr. Epps. "What
:33” you suggest that I do about
t
“Search me. Why~don't ton try,
washers»?- ~11
“Sounds reasonable. What's her
number?" ~ ,
“Didn't tell us. Don't you know?"
“How should I know? Who's the
lady?"
“Aren‘t you Mr. Epps?“
«sure.» ‘ _
"Weren’t you on yourway to 903-
ton?" p
-- “Good Lord. no! Hate the place.
Wouldn't go to Boston even to spite
it‘
a woman. Besides, young man, if
you'd use your eyes you’d see that
I'm not the sort of man to get mlxel
up in this sort of n—"
But the Green Cap had fled, look-
ing for the right Mr. Epps.
And then there were the negotia-
tions between a mother and her son.
Something had gonev'rong at home
and the boy had run away. Now
he was no more anxious to stay {1an
than his mother was to lose him.
But each in their blindnesses failed
to size up the situation.
The boy paid his fee and had the
messageg exchange, telephone his
mother as follows:
“Am leaving for China to-nlght."
"If he is still near lay/“replied the
mother to the girl delivering the
message by telephone, "tell him no:
to leave'until I can see him off."
"Tell her," he countered, "that she
needn't come to see me otl’, because
I’ll come home if she'll drop that
violin foolishness."
"Tell him to come home and we
shall never have a violin in the
house."
“Tell her I'll be home for dinner,”
shouted the youth triumphantly.
Up to the marble counter pattercd
a blond young woman. who laid a. ten
dollar bill down and asked: ‘
"I want to buy a ticket for a man
who is arriving on the train that
gets in ,at 9 o'clock." .
“At what station does the train
arrive?"
"“‘hy, this one, doesn't it?"
"Maybe: where is he
from?"
“I don‘t know. He was in Denver
last week, and I just received this
telegram that says he'll be in at
9 o'clock, and I thought it would be
nice if I bought his ticket for him.
because he hasn't much money."
"But he must have had his ticket
when he got on the train at wherever
it was he got on." -
"Oh, isn't that too bad? And I
thousht I'd surprise him 50. Where's
the other station? Maybe they'll
know more about it there."
She toddled oi‘l tremendously per-
plexed. It would have been interest.-
lng to have followed her and watched
her block traffic, cause motor car
accidents and eventually board a.
subway train going in the wrong
direction.
The Green Caps posted on the floor
of the waiting room and concourse
lead frenzied lives. They are asked
to hold babies, post letters, straighten
out travelers who have become in-
volved in fearful .anarls concerning
train connections and the differences
between daylight saving time and\
Eastern standard. None of these
things is required of them by their
employers, but that makes no differ-
ence to the men and women in the
station. ‘
coming
“Is there a. good hotel near this 1
station?" asks an elderly lady Just in
on, the train that has made every
stop between New York and Bunnie.
"Yes ma’am." ,
“Is it handy to Simpson street?"
“Simpson street in The Bronx?"
“No. right here in New York.”
“The Bronx is in New Yorkflady.‘
"Well, maybe I'd better stop in the
hotel in The Bronx. Is there a good.
hotel there?” "
“lady, I don't know.
a.
TI; that near Simpson street?“ ‘
"No. lady. You better, try the
Traveler's Aid." ’
> “Don. ‘t‘be impel-damn: m1
Ilive in
. the information booth.
misuse, arming -,~ 19,
looking for aid. I can pay in! own
way." , , .‘
The Green Caps have beenalludsll
to as messengers.
convdtlence. A capable Green Call
is a soothsayer, a magician, a ma?
~nificent detective, ’ a nursemaid. a.
diplomatist;,a‘he goat. 1In fact, he
is what his patrons, demand him to
be or else he is a, berated numb-skull.
Consider, for example, the one who
was addressed by a. hurrying man
who relieved his mind as follows:
"Hey, here's your dime, and for the
sake of all that is sacred don't fail
7 me. I’m supposed to meet my wife
here and take the76:03 to Pelham
with her. I can't make it. If I don’t
get a. message to ’her she's liable to
howl. She'll} be there stifle infor-‘
mation desk ‘at 6. Tell her that I
can't leave until the 7:15." )
Before the Green Cap could protest
the man was gone.
Now, had it been you or I we
doubtless would have put that dime
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in bank along with the restpf our
dimes and said nothing more about.
it. But this Green Cap is a muCh.
much better man than I and prob-
ably infinitely superior to most folks.
Came 6 o'clock and be surveyed the
crowd in the immediate vicinity of
Look that
crowd over any night and see for
yourself the Job this lad had on his
faithful hands.
First of all he tried to single out.
the women folks who seemed to be
waiting for some one. That nar-
rowed him down to about 450 as-
sorted females. Then he tried to
That isa term of ,
‘é‘th’,
m
‘i, ’ .
,,
pick out one/about the-age of or
slightly younger than the man ,who
had wished this commission upon ,
select ,
‘him. That left about 7300 to
from.
Then he walked. boldlyru’p to the '
nearest of themrand said: .
"Pardon me, lady, but are you Mrs.
Yell: ‘2"
The lady clutched her pocketbook
. and'opened her mouth for a. bit—of
screaming. .
"Because if ‘you are." he hastened.
on, ,“I have a message 3102» you from
Mr; Yelk——-Mr. Henri Yelk‘ of Pet-
ham." ' -
“Well. where is he?" demanded the
lady. ' , :
And the message was delivered.
‘Did Mrs. Yell: praise the Green
Cap for his perspicaclty? Did she
marvel that his genius directed him
to her first off? Did she express
admiration because out of 300Jwait‘
ing women he had found her with
one sweep or‘his eye? She did not:
it‘ll/U [
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"You are a nuisance," was his?
comment. "A fearful nuisance. if
you had minded your own business
and not paid any attention to my
husband he would have met me here
now as he promised."
On another occasion a large, im-
posing woman grasped the arm of
one ’of these bedeviled young men
in green uniforms and informed him
that she had lost her maid.
"My personal maid. dressed in
black and made more conspicuous by
a. white cap and white sleeve facings,
is missing," she eitplained. "She is
about 6 feet 5. With me she is
scheduled to take"t§e Wolverine for
, Detroltr The train leaves in' seven
minutes. For heaven's sake help me
find the useless creature."
The maidless lady plowed through
the crowd before the young man
could explain that he was not: sup-
posed to retrieve lost maids. Bur,
aiming to please, he looked about
him, and there, standing patiently.
amid much luggage near the gate
through which one should go to
7 board the Wolverine, stood the miss-
, ing maid. There was no mistaking
. her. . ~
"Madam,” shouted the Green Cap.
But Madam did not hear. She was
plunging here and there looking to:
the maid, who was wondering where
her boss could be. ‘
"“Madam. your maid,” said the
x. young man, catching up with the
desperate lady. -
" "Yes, my maid. What do you want
7 to do—hold a. conference? Go on and
look, for her and‘don’t follow me
around."
“But .
But the irate lady was, gone-again.
The crowd was huge and the
young man was newjon the 10b. He
wanted to show his worth. He
crashed his wayrto the Wolverine
gate and grabbed the maid.
"Come with me,” he commanded.
giving her a tug that had no efl’ect
upon her other than to infuriate,
,“your missus is looking for you."
"Let looserof me, man," warned
the maid, "before my hand knocks
wisdom into you."
He gave another wrench.
maid swung with her right.
she let fly she screamed:
“Poh—leece! Poh—lcecel
Robbers!" -
“This man trying to steal me away
from my missus‘s baggage." she ex-
plained to the responding z'iolicc.
“Telling me some crazy story my
missus wants me. My missus wcnts
me to stand here with the baggage
and no boy in no green pans is going
to fool me away with no; "
She swung her right again and
tripped over a suit case. Before they
restored her to her natural perpen-
dicular the Wolverine had departed
and the employer of the faithful
guardian of the family luggage
struggled to the messenger-'5 side.
Did she explain all? Did she re-
ward the Green Cap for his earnest
efforts? She did not. She did every-
thing but shoot him. She called him
harsh names. She referred to him
as being more or less unsound men-
tally
"If it hadn't been for you I would
not have missed the train," she
walled.
“Madam," said the Green Cap, just
before fleeing, "I'll bet your family
is just as sorry as you are that you
missed the train- provldlng they live
in New York."
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The
And 15
Robbers!
Smoking Car Tales
By F. P. KIMBALL.
ii are a night out from Chi-
cago. Watches have been '
changed, and after break-
fast this brave band of seers of
America first prepares to get that
for which it has dared railroad
strikes and coal strikes and for ‘
which some have pledged their last
sou—a glimpse of the great open
spaces, the “’est. The view from
the window, however, is only 3 pros—
pect of rolling country, and, much to
the disgust or the children, a country
unmarked by the graves of dead
Indians.
Pillows have (ban set. out in Pul—
man seats. The children. the truck
driver and the men who can't bear
53101"le indoors have seized the obs
servation platform. This annoys
other passengers, who are 8558111155
by the porter that observation is un-
restricted.
The, former Representative «from
Rhode Island hails me. "What State
is this?" he asks,
I think it is Kansas.
“Oh. Lord!" he groans. “Then I
can’t get a smoke here. Can‘t 'smoke
anything but cigarettes, and they
won't sell 'em in Kansas. I learned
tat in Congress.” .
It occurs to me that the, porter
might help us out. But no.
“Can't be done. boss," he says.
"The cigarettes are locked up. This
is Kansas."
“Thank heaven this train doesn't
go through Missouri,” says the ex-
statesman as we exit into the smok—
ing room in quest of the filthy"
Weed.
We miss this first few 111111de
'mlles of Kansas. but we meet 8
rare traveler. a. pouchy, thin-halted
person with huge mustachlos and
loose fitting sack coat. The hugeness
of‘. this coat is explained When ’10
draws a quart bottle from its re-
cesses and displayp it proudll'. 31-
though titer-euro twelve men in the
smoking room. _: V ‘
He helps himself to '5: drink. passes"
the bottle, and [the jury ands thoj
evidence good and heaps expressions
,0! gratitude on. the host.
"That’s White Horse, gentlemen.“
albums the Man with'the‘ Scotch.
one bottle among means? .1 have
three bottles left. Tqmorrow I will,
have bourbon. From'wheret’l'hat’s
my basin. ass. "I get it :‘rhat’s‘vahy ‘
I travel. I hatelldrlnklngjn the
Isms place. a tram army‘au’tomé.’
“19: my‘ caravan. my 3,195th r
I save all of ’em. Scenery is for.
guide books and for my fellow
traveler, who tells me about it if
I'm sober enough to listen. But I’ve
had the best time in the world. My
ticket cost $300 and I’ve spent $1,700
on candy and chewing gum." (He
winks and‘ roars with laughter.)
"The customs! Ho! I recall at
muses Point acockney customs man
who saw me sitting like a. frog with '
this coat bulged with bottles, and
he says: ‘Have you anything to de-
L Clare for his Majesty’s duty?’ and I
I‘Vhat are you ‘
said: ‘Not a. thing.
going to do about it?" ‘Oh, it’s only
a. matter of form.‘ says he. ‘I get
you,’ says I. And I gave him a
drink. ‘Baily good.‘ said he.
of form,’ I said."
Colorado sunsets are admired, ap-
pearing much redder than the Bos-
ton variety. Porters scatter warn-
ing that. the sun will be redder still
in ArizOna, the next stop: also that
travelers had best be prepared for
hot weather. The porters are right.
During the night the heat sweeps up,
and at dawn, with the train in the
Arizona. desert, it is around 90. A:
4 the same afternoon it is 110.
The scenery is striking-a vista. of
long m‘ountain ranges, devoid of
trees. and "marked only, as is the
valley through" which the train
passes. by crinkly sagebrush. A’
wagon trail can be distinguished. It
is not banked like a'road. but Just
wanders over the sand. ~Two auto-
rmobiles are stalled there, two hun-
‘ dred‘miles from water.
moves slowly, but the motorists raise
,no signal of ‘distrea They are the
only human beings observed in a
'day's travel. except for the scan:
populace of the watering stations.
The heat gets the better of the
gentleman from Rhoda Island. _ ‘ '
"What a. fool idea making civilized
menandrwomen‘ go through-a hell.
like this!" he shouts. “Those crazy
autolsts ought to be jailed for risking
their lives. ,Swelter and dirtl' I
haven't a' clean shirt left now: Never '
again. I‘m going to run for Con— .
. grass this fan, andrll get elected as
sure. as the down? And when I do,
the liretthingrllhavs done is to
mp9, therdosert'oilf the tourist map.
It's no good'to anybody. A snake
. . . .‘can't livein It." 7 -
“DMne beverage of 1m. ~What-ls -‘
_ multim- Berg wink-a.
"Ho subsides... The heat continues“
”11'0me mcht. and thick ”duet: '
dust-weeps in and éoversthe berths,
wstiflingstheimitate. At midnight most
1 of aiding). 111,933!“ 8"}188‘21135' oil; ,
the observauoniplattorm. trying to
have traveled 7.090 mile-Land *havon't‘ '
”9“.- any. scenery I‘ can remember. ,
I haven't bought a max-em
‘nnok swat-comfort. ,
“Matter. »
The trill: '
our
"me
admits him to the brotherhood. For
two hours the Porter tells Williams
jokes. He reveals that Williams
preached sermons, which have been
printed in a book.
“He was the saddest,’{ the porter
declares after a series of soaring
jokes. “In one of them sermons he
said of the hereafter. ‘I‘m going. but.
I'll be back.’ Do you reckon that‘s
true?” ‘
No one answers. It is too hot. to
think.‘
The Porter—That's what Williams
said. A jackass just goes off in the
field and you g:t up in the morning
to look for him and he's gone. But
I recall what Williams said to a
man that went to sleep and slept so
hard nobody near him could get
started. and “'illiams poked him
awake and then said: "Man, slow
up. You'se sleeping so hard you'll
have your nap out befo’ day!" I
think that was the saylnest thing I
ever heard. '
, Every one has learned more about
Williams than they ever expected
by the time day breaks. It develops
that. the porter had never actually
seen the comedian. "I’ve only been ‘
where he’s been and near where he's
been,” he says.
' Children of the train are greatly
excited in the morning at seeing
’dobe houses standing crazilly off in
> the desert, and sometimes within
stone shot of the train. It is near
the Navajo reservation. At Gallup,
not far from the Arizona border,
three Navajo belles, in crepe de
chine dresses to their knees and
carrying parasols, stroll along the
platform. They are not concerned
about the heat, which is 110. The
brakeman drops off to exchange a
word. and a. flapper aboard the
limited is urged to attempt shifter
talk to the maidens, bquefusee.
A young rman comes'out of the
heat and boards with a ticket for an
upper berth. fishes a blue shirt. but
is shaven.’ and therefore more pre-
sentable than many of the men tour-
ists. He islpromptly taken in by the
Man with the Scotch; who scents a.
story. . A
The newcomersaysheismugh"
He means he has “cleaned up.” He
has thirty-five Vonethousand dollar—
bills. as has change amounting to
8600. all of which he displays with-
out compunction. He asks about New
Yer-lawman. he says he, expects to
vlslton his honeymoon, and remar" its
.thero’arefiMen in NewYorknnd,
he will have‘to put hismoney ina-
bonkwhcnhegetsthm'fie goes
2:: struckjgolai ten dint attai- 1
' ' clam, worked a year.
V in a mine too
.thn TI new;
claims I staked out. Tm.
good. I have. staked twat-m
but I doubt it I ever go back. 1';
had enough, and when a bird from
Montana offered me $35,090 Cash
took it. Some day I may be any:
didn't stay and make a million!
He reaches into a bag and
out nuggets of gold. hard for
travelers to distinguish
picks into the soft rock a
knife. He gives away some“: :
nuggets. The movie queen .
sudden interest in mini
tempts to draw the youthniut‘fi: :
subject, but he only grins beam-3;}.
and tells her about his girl M
home" in Wisconsin.
The train drives on for a
£22
mum.
and brings the travelers in the lid
die of the day following to a me:-
ing place in Arizona. Just too 3:;
for them to view one of the
shootings in a fortni t
history. 31? 0: m
The form of a man lies at th
track side. The man is dead, and;
posse arrives after a futile seams:
of the mountains for the slayer.
The cattlernan makes an investi-
gation. “It was a clean shot,” h:
says. “Drilled is: the head by a .45.
big as your wrist. Chased him class
to the tracks and shot him.” -
The train is delayed an hour wife:
the dead man is put aboard to he
carried to the nearest undertake-3'
200 miles further on. Children oz;
the observation platform have wit-
nessed the whole thing
a. and are told:
the harrowing details by the. no”
fessor. - I.
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line runs to Grand €8.11me
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This is the last but one 3: tbs
stories told on the trip. The m
comes from the truck driver. who
has been sharing potenclu with an;
Man with the Scotch most of ties
journey. He comes to life as the
train strikes Needles, in (mural-neg.
and then crosses the divide at Sun-
mit to drop into the valley km
to the coast.
The travelers for the first time in
two days see real trees and home
buoyant as if they were uttering a:
promised land. In less than. 299
miles the train deseends £000 inc
toward sea level.
Deep valleys rich with mm a:
eucalyptus, and pepper and willow
trees range by the eye. The hairs
sweeps down long‘ winding curves,
always dropping; mountainntnksxz
greenery and begin to drop inn: the
background, but there are savers
passes. Pasadena is only six hours
ahead and beyond that Loo Angela
and the coastq, Palm trees now xii
then stami out like a glimpse this
Egypt, and the Professor recites
from Wordsworth. -
“We decided the best thing to do
was to go back. and we did. I
jumped in the driver's seat. 5117382?
by the flames. and lucked a! me
brakes, and then the helper and I
pushed on the tail board. coaxing the
truck to the edge of the canyon. E
don‘t know how long it took us. but
it was :1 desperate chanca w. m.
There was a ton of dynamite and
the truck weighed two tons, but we
moved her and she shot over the »
edge like a meteor. Down a tiex‘
,sand feet she went, and there came
an explosion that sounded like 2
thousand guns. That was 8-11 a?"
was to it. We had to walk ten 1121155
to water at the camp."
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passes just to the north. by 30‘9”“
nesburg, where there 8:8 at)???
mines. The truck driver was 1153:
death there.
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'says, “and if I ever get “103313:
squeak like that I'm 303118 to (If:
It is as hot up there as the 5936’?
Me and my helper drove “1° tn?"
to the top of the D355. when “36 gig
exploded and the front blew 119- T1“:
flames shot out. We impede bl“
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The Man with the Scotch ret'resl‘iz:a
the entire party after the thnlkriz;
narrative. His White Horse 2133
vanished long since and he has only
a. few half dozen bottles of W509
to ease the ending journey. But 5'
is still known as the Man with are
Scotch. fie is given an M
leave taking a few hours 13183 1‘
Los Angeles. He announces fl
plan. ,
"I'm going by boat to m .5,“
I‘ll not stop there. I'll tab I. w:
to Seattle (he called it swan Int!
I’ll stop by way of Vanoomn m
till I start for Winnipeg, and I think
I'll try (fin. Juana hcfm I‘m
back to'Montreal.” "
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the parting shot. 3m a
male travelers to the mm W
he breaks the sedate-doom
‘of wine, from which no law! out
golden libatlons. The m a
gifted‘lntherituaL .
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