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ixmas ( OPYRIOhT bY CMAR-LE5 iCR I B N E R . 5 : O N > 5 . CHAPTER XVII--Continued ~14 " "All right; if you will persist In joking with fne it's going to cost yon something. How fardo you want your train to run?" "Oh, I don't know; anywhere the notion prods me--say to the west end and back, with, as many stops as I ' see^fit to make, and perhaps a run ojrer the branches." I saw the hoes make a tew figures on a pad under his hand. "It wonM cost anybody else, roughly, something like five hundred dollars. On account of your little Joke it's going to cost you a cold thousand." Mr. Tan Brltt took out his checkbook and a fountain pen and solemnly made out the check. "Here you are," he said, flipping the check over to the boss' desk. "Now shell out tliat receipt, so that I'll have It to show If anybody wants to know how much you've gouged me. Since you're making the accommodation cost me a dollar a minute, how long hare I got to wait?" Mr. Norcross said something that ? sounded like "d--n," scribbled a memorandum of the thousand-dollar payment on a sheet of the scratch-pad and handed it over, saying: "The order for the car includes my cook and porter, and something to eat; we'll r throw these In with the transportation, and if the car is ditched and you sue for damages, we'll file a crossbill for hotel accommodations. Now go awfljy and work off your little attack ofv lunacy. I'm busy." The C. S. & W. strike--as our wires told us--went Into effect promptly on the stroke of noon, and a train from the west, arriving late In the afternoon, brought Ripley. "The conditions all along the iine are almost revolutionary," was Ripley's summing-up of the situation. "Generally speaking, the public Is not holding us responsible as. yet, though of course there nre croakers who are saying that It Is entirely a railroad move, and predicting that we won't do anything to Interfere with the new graft." "Cantrell says the public sentiment is altogether on the side of the C. S. ft W. strikers," the boss put in. "It is; angrily so. There is hot talk of a boycott to be extended to everything sold or handled by th^i Hatch syndicate. I hope there won't be any effort made to introduce strike* breakers. In the present state of affairs that would mean arson and rioting and bloody murder." "I wired you because I wanted to consult you once more about those ground leases, Ripley. Do you still think you can made them hold?" "If Hatch breaks the,, conditions, we'll give him the fight of his life," was the .confident rejoinder. "But that will mean a long contest in the courts. The Supreme court Is a full year behind its docket, and the delay will inevitably multiply your few 'croakers' by many thousands. But that isn't the worst of It. Hatch has a better hold on us than thfr law's delay." And to this third member* .of his staff Mr. Norcross told the story of the political trap Into which Colllngwood and the New York stockjobbers had betrayed the railroad management. Bipley comment was a little like Hornack'g; less profane, perhaps, but also less hopeful. "Good Lord!" he ejaculated. "So that is what Hatch has had up his sleeve? I don't know how you ,feel about it, but I should say that it Is all over but the shouting. If the Dunton crowd had been deliberately trying to wreck the property, they couldn't have gone about it in any surer way." "That is the- way It looked to me, Bipley, at firsts but I've had a chance to sleep on it--as you haven't The gun that can't be spiked in some way has never yet been built I have the names of the eleven men who were bribed. Hatch was daring enough to give them to me. Holding the affidavits which they were foolish enough to give him, Hatch can make tliem swear to anything he pleases. But if I could get those affidavits I'd go to these men separately and make each one tell me how much he had been paid by Bullock for his vote." "Well, what then?" "Then I should make every mother's MB of them come across with the full amount of the bribe, on pain of an exposure which the dirtiest politician m this state couldn't afford to face. That would settle It. Hatch couldn't work the same game a second time." We were closing our desks to go to dinner when Fred May came in to say that a delegation of the pay-roll men was outside and wanting to have a word with the "Big Boss." Mr. Norcross stopped with his desk curtain half drawn down. « "What Is it Fred?" he asked. "I don't know," said the Pittsbnrgher. "I should call it a grievance committee, if it wasn't so big. And they don't seem to be mad about anything. Bart Hoskins is doing the talking for them." "Send them In," was the curt command, and a minute later the inner Office was about three-fourths filled up with a shuffling crowd of P. S. L. men. The chief looked the crowd over. There was a bunch of train and engine men, a squad from the shops, and a bigger one from the yards. Also, the I wir»- »'<r*-loe had turned out n jrang | of linemen and half a dozen operators. "Well, men, let's have it," said Mr. Norcross, not too sharply. "My dinner's getting cold." "We'll not be keepin' you above the hollow half of a minute, Mister Norcross," said the big, bearded freight conductor who acted as spokesman. "About this a S. & W. strike that went on today: we ain't got no kick comin' with you, n'r with the company, Mister Norcross, but it looks like it's up to us to do somethln', and we didn't want to do It without hittin' square out from the shoulder. There ain't nobody knows yet what's goin' to be done, but whatever It is, we want you to know that It ain't done ag'inst you n*r the railroad company." The boss had handled wage earners too long not to be able to suspect what was in the wind. "You men don't want to let your sympathies carry you too far," he cautioned. "When you take up another fellow's quarrel you want to be pretty sure that you're not going to hit your friends In the scrap." Hosklns grinned understanding^, and I guess the boss was a little puzzled by the nods and winks that went k,ns' fli#* bft<Wksii!n a note*#igi he «^lflKiPme tof give to.lfr. Norcrai* I did It; and after the note had been glanced at, the fchlef said, kind of bitterly, to the inajor: t "You can never Call so far that yon cant fail a little farther; have you ever remarked that, major?" And then he went on to explain: "Perkins, our Desert Division superintendent, says that the 'locals' of the various railroad labor unions have just notified him of the unanimous passage of a strike vote--the strike to go into effect at midnight." "A strike?--on the railroad? Why, (Iraham, son, you don't mean it!" "The men seem to mean It--which is much more to the purpose. They are striking in sympathy with the C. S. A. W. employees. I fancy that settles our little experiment in good railroading definitely, major. Dunton doesn't want a receivership, but he'll have tc take one now. The bottom will drop out of the stock and break the market when this strike news gets on the wire, and that will end It. I wish to God there were some way in which I could save $lr, Chadvjick: he has trusted me, major, and 1--Tve failed lilm!" "You Men Don't Want to Let Your Sympathies Carry You Too Far." around among the silent members of the delegation; at least I know I was. "That's all right," Hoskins said. "Be- In' the big boss, you've got to talk that way. But what I was almin' to say Is that there'll be a train-load 'r two of strike-breakers a-careerin' along here in a day 'r so, and we ain't figurln' on lettln* 'em get past Portal City, If that far." 'That's up to you," said Mr. Norcross brusquely. "If you start anything In the way . of a riot--" "Excuse me. There ain't goin' to be no riotln', and no company property mashed up. Mr. Van Brltt, he--" It was right here that aa odd thing happened. Con Corrigan, a big twofisted freight engineer standing directly behind Hoskins, reached an arm around the speaker's neck and choked him so suddenly that Hoskins' sentence ended in a gasping chuckle. When the garrotlng arm was withdrawn the conductor looked around sort of foolishly and said: "I'm thinking that's about all we wanted to say, ain't it, boys?" and the deputation filed oat as solemnly as it had come in. 1 guess Mr. Norcross wasn't left wholly In the dark when the tramping footfalls of the committee died away in the corridor. That unintentional mention of Mr. Van Britt's name looked as If it might open up some more possibilities, though what they were I couldn't imagine, and I don't believe the general manager could, either. After that, things rocked along pretty easy until after dinner. Instead of going right back to the office from the club, Mr. Norcross drifted into the smoking-room and filled a pipe. In the course of a few minutes, Major Kendrick dropped in and pulled up a chair. I don't know what they talked about, but after a little while, tfhen the boss got up to go, I heard him say something that gave the key to the most of what had gone before, I guess. "Have you seen or heard anything of Coliingwood since yesterday?" The good old major shook his head. "They're tellin* me that he's oveh In his rooms at the Bullard, drlnkln' himself to death. If- he wasn't altogetheh past redemption, suh, he would have had the decency to get out of town I befo' he turned loose ail holts that way; he would, for a fact Graham." At that, Mr. Norcross explained in Just a few words why Coliingwood hadn't gone--why he couldn't go. Whereupon the old Kentuckian looked graver than ever. "That thah spells trouble, Graham. Hatch is Simply lnvltin' the unde'- takeh. Howie isn't what you'd call a dangerous man, but he Is totally Irresponsible, even when he's sobeh." •'We ought to get him away from here," was the boss' decision. "He is an added menace while he stays." I didn't hear what the major said tr> because little Bass.- Mr. Par- CHAPTER XVIII ^ xha Murder Madntafflr ' I knew what we were up against when we headed down to the railroad lay-out, the chief and I, leaving the good old major thoughtfully puffing his cigar In the club smoking-room. With a strike due to be pulled off In a little more than three hours' there were about a million things that would have to be jerked around into shape and propped up so that they could stand by themselves while the Shore Line was taking a vacation. And there was only a little handful of us in the headquarters to do the jerking and propping. It was precisely In a crisis like this that the boss could shine. From the minute we hit the tremendous job he was all there, carrying the whole map of the Short Line In his head, thinking straight from the shoulder, and never missing a lick; and I don't believe anybody would ever have suspected that he was a beaten, man, pushed to the ropes in the final round with the grafters, his reputation as a successful railroad manager as good as gone, and his warm little lovedream knocked sky-winding forever and a day. Luckily, we found Fred May still at his desk, and he was promptly clamped to the telephone and told to get busy spreading the hurry call. In half an hour every relief operator we had In Portal City was In the wire-room, and the back-breaking Job of preparing a thousand miles of railroad for a sudden tie-up was in full swing. Mr. Perkins, as division superintendent, was in touch with the local labor leaders. • Persuading and Insisting by turns, Mr. Norcross fought out the necessary compromises with the unions. All ordinary traffic would be suspended at midnight, but passenger trains en route were to be run through to our connecting line terminals east and west live stock trains were to be laid out only where there were feeding corrals, and perishable freight was to be taken to its destination wherever that might be. The strikers agreed to allow the mail frains to run without interruption, with our promise that they would not carry passengers. Hoskins and his committee bucked a little at this, but got down when they were shown that they could not afford to risk a clash with the Government This exception admitted, another followed, as a matter of course. If the mall trains were to be run, some of the telegraph operators would have to remain on duty, at least to the extent of handling train orders. With these generalities out of the way, we got down to details.. "Eirealarm" wires were sent to the vanous cities and towns on the lines asking for Immediate Information regarding food and fuel supplies, and the strike leaders were notified that, for sheer humanity's sake, they would have to permit the handling of provision trains in cases where they were absolutely needed. By eleven o'clock the tangle was getting itself pretty well straightened out Some of the trains had already been abandoned, and the others were moving along to the agreed-upon destinations. Kirgan had taken hold In the Portal City yard, and by putting on extra crews was getting the needful shifting and <yir sorting Into shape, and the Portal City employees, acting upon their own Initiative, were picketing the yard and company buildings to protect them from 'looters or fire-setters. Mr. Van Britt's special, so the wires told us, was at Lesterburg, and It was likely to stay there; and Mr. Van Brltt, himself, couldn't be reached. It was at half-past eleven that We got the first real yelp from somebody who was getting pinched. It came in the shape of a wire from the Strathcona night operator. A party of men-- "mine owners"•"'the operator called them--had Just heard of the impending railroad tie-up. They had been meaning to come in on the regular night train, but that had been abandoned. So now they were offering all kinds of money for a special to bring them to Portal City. It was represented that there were millions at stake. Couldn't we do something? Mr. Norcross had kept Hoskins and a few of the other local strike leaders where he could get hold of them, and he put the request up to them as a matter that was now oot of his hands. Would they allow him to run a one-car special from the gold camp to Portal City after midnight? It was for them to say. Hoskins and his accomplices went off to talk it over with some of the other men. When the big freight conductor came back he was alone and was grinning good-naturedly. "We ain't almin' to make the company lose any good money that comes a-rolllng down the hill at It, Mister Norcross," he said. "Cinch these here Strathcona hurry-boys fr all you can get out o' them, and if you'll lend us the loan of the wires, we'll pass the word to |et the special come on through." It was sure the funniest strike I A *•»% Brutal Oema Sheila, at that time of night, and I saw seventeen different kinds of bloody murder looming up again when 1 tagged along after the boss on the trip dowq the hall to our offices. The guess was right, both ways around. It was Mrs. Sheila, and sh* had the major with her. And the air of the private office was so thick with tragedy that It made the very electrics look dim and ghostly. Mrs. Sheila didn't have a bit of color in her face, and her eyes had a big horror in them that was enough to make your flesh creep. I won't attempt to tell all that was said, partly by the good old major and partly by Mrs. Sheila. But the gist of It was this: Coliingwood had con tinued his booze fight In his rooms at ' ;v:\ ' "• saw qp'IMMfd of, and I guess though*##, too--with all t; -naturei bargaining back forth; but there was nothing mcrre t»i said, and I carried the word to Mr. i Perkins, directing him to have arrange ments made for the running of a onecar special from Strathcona for the hurry folks. Past that things rocked along until the hands of the big &tahdard-tlme clock In the dispatcher's room pointed to midnight. Norrls, who was holding down the commercial wire, came over to the counter railing Just then with a New York message. I law the boss* eyes flash and the little bunchy muscle-swellings of anger come and go on the edge of his jaw as he read It, and then he handed it to me. "You may indorse that 'No Answer' and file It when you go back to the office," he said shortly, and then he went on talking to Donohue, telling him how to handle the trains which were still out and moving to their tieup destinations. Gf course, I read the message; 1 knew there was nothing private about It so far as I was concerned, since it.had been given me to put away ,ln the files. This is what I readf'C^ ' "To G. Norcross, G. It, "Portal City. "Your administration has been a conspicuous failure from the beginning. Compromise with employees on any terms offered and prevent strike at all costs. That done, you are hereby directed to wire your resignation to take effect one week Trom today. "B. Dunton, president." It had hit us at last; not a decent request mind you, but a blunt, brutal demand. The boss was fired. No word had come from Mr. Chad wick, and there could be but one reason for his silence. In some way, perhaps through the late boosting of the stock, the New Yorkers had squeezed him out. We were shot dead In the trenches. I didn't understand how the chief could take it so quietly, unless it was because he had been hammered so long and so hard that nothing mattered any more. Anyhow, he was just standing there, talking soberly to Donohue, when once more the Strathcona branch sounder began to' click furiously, \snipplng out the headquarters call. Donohue cut in and we all heard the Strathcona man's new bleat The way he told it, it seemed that one member of the party that had chartered the special to come to Portal City had got left, and this man was now in the Strathcona wire office, bidding high for an engine to chase the train and put him aboarcL/ At first the boss said, "No," short off, just like that; adding that it wouldn't be keeping faith with the strike committee. But at that moment Hoskins blew in again, and when he was told what was on the cardB, he took a little responsibility of his own. "Go to It, Mister Norcross, If there's any more money in It f r the railroad," he told the boss. "I'll stand f r It with the boys." And then to Donohue: "Who'll be runnln' this chaser engine?" "It'll b^ John Hogafi and the Four- Slxteen," said Donohue. "There's nobody else at that end of the branch." The arrangement, such as It was, was fixed up quickly. The man who was putting up the money seemed to have plenty of It He was offering five hundred dollars for the engine, and a thousand if It should overtake the special that side of Bauxite Junction. I guess the bleat unraveled Itself pretty clearly for all of us; or at least, it seemed plain enough. A mining deal of some kind was on, and this man who was left behind Was going to be left in another $ense of the word if he couldn't butt In soon enough to break whatever combination the others were stacking up against him. ' In just a few minutes we got the .word from the Strathcona operator that the money was paid and the chaser engine was out and gone. Kirgan had come In to say that our goodnatured strikers had thrown a guard Into the shops and were patrollng the yard, when Fred May showed up, making signals to me. I heard him, when he edged up to the boss and said: "There's a lady In the office, wanting to see you. Mr. Norcross." "Holy Smoke!" said I to myself. I knew it couldnt be anybody but Mrs. / •»' • .V**" Jll ifor d a b backer# had gohi^ ^4lrtpKcoi^a ~oj mining deal, and had 8t*fted to drive to the gold camp in ah att&» to get his man. Before leaving Portal City he had written a letter to Mrs. Sheila, telling her What he was go&og to do, and that when he got thwwigli with it, she would be free. The totter, which had been left at the hotel, had *^en delayed In delivery--had, In fact Just been sent out to the major's house by the night clerk who had found it Long before the story could get itself fully told, the different gaps in it were filling themselves up for me-- and for Mr. Norcross, as well, I guess. When Mrs. Sheila came to the autodrive part of it, the boss whirled and shot an order at me. e "Jimmie, chase into the dispatcher's office and find out the name of the man who chartered that following engine !" he snapped; and I went on the run, remembering that in the striKe excitement and hustle it hadn't occurred to anybody to ask the man's name or that of the particular "mine owner" who had chartered the special train. Donohue got the Strathcona operator In less than half a minute after I fired my ord6r at him, and the answer came almost without a bre^k: "Charter of special train was to R Hatch, of Portal City, and of engln* 416 to man named Coliingwood." Gosh! but this did settle It! I didn't run back to the office With the news-- I flew. It was like firing a gun amongst the three who were waiting, but 11 had to be done. The major groaned and said, "Oh, good God!" and Mrs. Sheila sat down and put her face In her hands. The boss was the only one who knew what to do and he did it: vanished like a shot In the direction of the dispatcher's office. In about fifteen of the longest minutes I ever lived he came back, shaking his head. I knew what he had been doing, or trying to, do. . There was one ,night telegraph station on the branch--at a mining-camp halfway down the grade on Slide Mountain-- and he had been trying to get word there to stop the wild engine. "He has either bribed or bullied his engine crew," he told the major. "I wired and had a stop signal set for them at the Antonio mine, but they overran It, going ?t full speed down the hill." It was plain enough now what Coliingwood was trying to do. The murder mania had got a firm hold of its weapon. Coliingwood knew that Hatch was on the special, and he was going to chase that one-car train until It made stop somewhere and then, smash into it for blood. After Mr. Norcross had talked hurriedly for a minute or two with the major he went back to the dispatcher's room and I went with him. The boss grabbed up an official time-card and began to study It hurriedly and to Jot down 'figures. I wondered If he wasn't tempted--Just the least little bit In the world, you know. Here was a thing Itself up--a thing for which he wasn't In the least responsible-- and If it should work out to the catastrophe that nobody seemed to be able to prevent, the chief of the grafters, and probably a number of his nearest backers, would be wiped off the books; and ColllngWood's death, which, in all human probability, was equally certain, would set Mrs. Sheila free. He must be thinking of it, I argued; he couldn't be a human man and not be thinking of It But he never stopped his hasty figuring for a single Instant until he broke off to bark out at Kirgan, who was standing by: "Quick, Mart! I want a light engine, and somebody to run ill Jump for It, man!" Kirgan, big and slow-motioned at most times, was off like a shot. Then the boss hurried back down the hall to his own offices, and again I tagged him. The old major was standing at a window with his hands behind him, and Mrs. Sheila was sitting just as we had left her, with the big terror still in her eyes and her face as white as a sheet "We can't stop him without throwing a switch In front of him, and that would mean death to him and his two englnemen," said the boss, talking straight at the major, and as if he were trying to ignore Mrs. Sheila. "I'm going to take a Jong chance and run down the line to meet them. There's a bare possibility that I can contrive to get between the train and the engine, and If I can " Mrs. Sheila was on her feet and she had her hands clasped as if she were going to make a prayer to the boss. And it was pretty nearly that. "Take me!" she begged; "oh, please take me. It's my right to go!" . I saw that the chief was going to turn Mrs. Sheila down--which was, of . course, exactly the right thing to do. But just then the major shoved in. "Sheila knows what she's talking about, Graham," be said quietly. "When you-all find Howie, you'll have a madman on ,vour hands--and she's the only one who can control him at such times--God pity her i Take us both, suh." I suppose Mr. Norcross thought there wasn't any time to stand there arguing about it "As you will," he snapped at the major; and then to me: "Break for it, Jimmie, and tell Kirgan to get a earany car--the first one be can find!" I broke, and came pretty near breaking my blessed neck tumbling down the stairs. Kirgan had found his engine and had picked up a yard man1 to fire It. I told him what was wanted, and in less than no time he had pulled out an empty day-coach from the washing track. While he was backing in with It. Mr. Norcross came down the platform with the major and Mrs. Sheila. He let the major help Mrs. Sheila up the steps of the coach and ran forward to call out to Kirgan: "Donohue is clearing for you, and there'll be nothing in the way. Run regardless to Timber Mountain *Y.' You have six minutes on the special's time to that point. If you run like the devil J" And then, as he was climbing to the cab, he ripped out at me: you go in the car. Under the Wide and Starry Sky I «ure had to be quick &. out obeying that "g*t*&oerd" order of Mr. Norcross'. flfegan had ' jerked the throttle open the minute the word mwm given. I missed the forward epdof the car, and when the other end came along my grab at the hand-fOd slammed me head over heels an the steps. Kirgan was holding his whistle valve open, and the guarding striker* In the yard gave us room and a dear track. By the time we had passed the "limit" switches we were going like a blue streak, and I could hardly keep .my balance on the hack platform of the day-coach. You can guess that I didn't stay out there very long. The night was clear as a bell and pretty coollsh, with the stars burning like white diamonds In the black inverted bowl of the sky. It was mighty pretty scenery, but Just the same, after Kirgan had fairly struck his gait on the long western tangent, I clawc 1 my way inside. It was a lot too blustery and unsafe on that back platform. The major and Mrs. Sheila were sitting together, near the middle of the car. I staggered up and took the seat Just ahead of them, and the major Tl HVa» So Restless He Couldn't Sleep andflayliaht Always Welcome. Bfftatiklng In the Way.*" asked me if Mr. Norcross was on the Engine. I told him he was, and that ended it. What with the rattle and bang of the coach, the howling of the speed-made wind In the ventilators, and the shrill scream of the spinning wheels, there wasn't any room for talk during the whole of that breathtaking race to the old "Y" in the hills beyond Banta. Knowing, from what Mr. Norcross had said, the point at'which we were going to side-track and wait for the special and the wild engine, I grew sort of nervous and worked-up after we had crashed through the Banta yard and the day-coach began to sway and lurch around the hill curves. What If the special had been making better time than the boss hr« counted upon? In that case, we'd probably hit her In a head-ender somewhere on one of those very curves. And with the time we were tnaklng, and the time she'd he making, there wouldn't be enough left for either train , to be worth picking up. A mile or so short of the "Y" siding I went up ahead and handed myself out to the forward platform to see If I couldn't get a squint past the storming engine. I got it now and then, on the swing of the curves, but there was nothing in sight Just the same it was mighty scary, and I took a relief breath so deep that it nearly made me sick at my stomach when I finally realized that Kirgan had shut off and was slowing for the stop at the farther switch of the old "Y." What was done at the switch was done swiftly, as men work when they have the fear of death gripping at them. If the special should come up while we were making the back-in, the result would be just about the same aa it would have been If we had met It on the curves. With our own engine silent, I could hear a faint sound like the far-away fluttering of a safety-valve. We were not ten seconds too soon. The special was coming. Mr. Norcross, who was still In the engine cab, shot an order at Kirgan. "Fling your coat over the headlight and then be ready to snatch it and get off!" he shouted. "If they see it as they come up. It may stop them!" Then, catching a glimpse of me on the ground: "Break the coupling on the coach, Jimmie--quick!" As I jumped to obey I understood what was to be done. The fireman at the switch was to let the special go by, and then the boss--just the boss alone on the engine--was to be let out on the main track to put himself between the chaser and the chased. It was a hair-raising proposition, but perhaps-- Just perhaps--not quite so snlcidal as It looked. With skilful handling the interposed engine might possibly be kept out of the way by backing, and its warning headligfit shining full Into the eyes of the men In the 416's cab would surely be enough to stop them--If anything would. I had just finished uncoupling the day-coach and the boss was easing our engine ahead a bit to make sure that she was loose, when the car door opened behind me and the major and Mrs.* Sheila came out in the front vestibule. 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