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KeHBNRY, The Cortlandts ...s* '*Zi mmsm ?\r f mm* •i CANT WAIT!" S^NOT'StS.--Returntn# te h«r home In a email town. MUton Center, from a visit to New Yorfc, the widowed mother of ten-yearold Ann Byrne announces her wedding to Hudson Cortlandt, •or tally and politically prominent. Her husband has not been told about Ann. and the feara he will be displeased. With Ann. Mrs. Cortlandt returns to New York, to the house of Hendricks Cortlandt, her husband s brother, with whom the latter is living. Hudson practically refuses to have anything to do with Ann, and the child Is ly adopted by Hendricks Cortlandt. Ann's mother and stepfather are lost at sea. Ann fills a gap in Hendricks Cortlandt s lonely heart. The situation is resented by Mrs. Rentieslyer, Hendricks' Bister, whose son, Hendricks, has been looked upon us the natural heir of the Cortlandt wealth. The Civil war breaks out. A tentative engagement between young Renneslyer and Ann Is understood, the youth enlisting. War hospitals are established In New York, and Ann takes up the work of cheering the wounded back from the front. With her guardian. Ann visits Renneslyer In his encampment on the outskirts of Washington and meets noted people. Ann devotes herself to Densley Howard, a dying soldier, who tells her ah* mast not marry Renneslyer. CHAPTER IX--Continued. "Come here,** he mid Anally. "Come closer." Ann obeyed, and slipped, her hand In his, with an affectionate ilttlte pressure. She looked down at him miserably, realizing his tragic statfe, and then she smiled, to hearten him. "That's right," he murmured, "There's sadness enough, Ann darling. . . . Good-night." } The girl hesitated. There Was something In his ey£s that, troubled her, and made her stoop swiftly to him, and kiss him, very shyly, on Ms wasted cheek. He did not try to detain her, nor to return her caress. "Thank you," he said. "You have given me something think about. . . , Thank you-- for everything." She hated to leevo him, lying alone there in the big room, with the flickering candles making scythelike shadows across the high walls, especially as she did not know when she might return, If her guardian should prove obdurate. Her heart was heavy as she slipped out of the silent house. Immediately after Mr. Cortlandt's arrival, early the next morning, she told him of her escapade, and she was surprised at his calm reception of her news. "Ton are not displeased with me, uncle?" "Displeased? N o . . . . I f y o n gave him any happiness--poor boy. . . . Densley Howard tied in the night, Ann." . "My dear, •V. - ml- It Is--because you are '^fliere, a-d some day some glorified man jjwitl make you see It--but not Hedfdricks Renneslyer. You must promise me, not Hendricks Renneslyer.** "But, why? He Is very f<*|d of me." "Is he? How extraordinary I I am ' fond of you myself, my dear, although , *lt i^ever seems to occur to you. . . . I am mad about you. ... I think about you constantly. . . . With so little time ! left I begrudge the few hours I sleep, • : and long before there Is a chance ojC • your coming I stand Maggie In thfe |t.window there, to watch for you." i Jv'V "Ah," said Aim wisely, "that Is be- . ' • cause you are 01, and sea no one but §fV.f ne.- |p ' Densley Howard looked steadily at tjj*' her for a moment. "No," he said. y , s. "It Is because I love you. ... I love you. . . . Strange, Isn't It--at the end, s; like this? It seems a pity, doesn't it. waen we believe that being happy is ' what counts?" Ann started. "Is It, I wonder?" Howard lifted himself Ti nner on his 't^V- plllowa. "My dear, it Is! To be happy-- to be free--that's life!" "Uncle says that doing your dutytaking your place in the community-- Is the Important thing." • Howard laughed. "Your place iji the community is a cold comfort! Fill your life full, Ann--full to overflowing --and then at any rate you will know that you haven't missed anything 1 Look at my life! I used to think that I was a moral to point a tale, and yet, If I hadn't done Just what I have, If I didn't lie here dying because I have flung away my strength,--why, then I might never have known you. . . . I should have missed these exquisite moments, Ann. . . . Give me your hand to kiss, dear. I forget what I was going to say." Ann stretched out her hand unquestioning^ y : His face was flushed when he let her draw her Angers away; he had a fictitious look of health and •Igor., "You are not made for duty, abb,*1 he .said. "You are made for Joy." Shife gladly flung herself upon the safe ground of argument "Hendricks expects me to be happy* of course." "But will you be? That Is the question. Will you be satisfied to let his standards govern your actions? Wouldn't you want, ever, to talk to some one about the things Renneslyer can't understand? Wouldn't you ever have a feeling that you were so hedged In by laws that you must break out Just for the fun of breaking? Wouldn't you ever want to live fully?" 1--don't know," Ann -murmured breathlessly. "I am afraid I should." "Of course you can't marry him! 11 know you, my dear. ... I suppose there will be the devil of a row if you break with him?" "Oh, yes," Ann admitted, and laaghed. "And you are dependent on. all these Oortlandts. . . . Listen to me, Ann, darling-- marry me, and cheat my smugfaced clergyman brother!" Aun moved her chair hastily back, and cast a frightened glance at the door. She shook her head violently. "I couldn't do that 1" she protested decidedly. "But why not? You don't need to love me, you know. It would be very simple. . . . We'll just have a minister In here some afternoon, and then, when I am gone, you will come In for something that will enable you to snap four fingers at the Cortlandts." "But I don't want to snap my Angers at them," she protested. "I adore my uAcle. . He la the only person I have ever been perfectly honest with --except you." "And do you adore me--a little?" His tone was light, but his eyes were # : Mtddenly tragically intense. She looked straight at him, with a troubled gaze. "I don't know." she •aid. "but I think I could, easily." Densley put out his hand and held ,*tts for a moment, in a close, dry dasp. She had not known that he hpd p» much strength left as she felt In Ids clinging fingers. "That's all," he jMtld, weakly, as, after a fhoment, his hold relaxed, and she drew her hand lAs the days went on, Ann became nrvously anxious about her guardian's return; she was afraid he , Would not approve of /her Intimacy tilth Densley, and she felt that she Sould not give It up. The day before lAs arrival Howard detained her with |a score of trivial subterfuges: he looked very 111 Indeed, when she (faut #ut the last of the sunset, and lighted Jbe candles on the mantel shelf. CHA_PT E>R * • Tragedy* Ann could not tell how much her guardian surmised of her feeling Jpr rsiftsP By Janet U fairbank Densley, but she knew it was* forsake that he, In the absence of anyone In authority, took charge of his neigh bor^s house, with its sinister knot of crape on the silver knocker. It was he who notified the Inheriting brother In Detroit, and who made the arrangements for the funeral, although he left it to her to see that the house was ready for the services. Only once did she venture into the dear familiarity of the upper front room; the blinds had been closed, and a thin gray light pervaded the spacious white place. Densley lay as she had seen him last, except that the eager bine eyes, which had always followed her persistently, were closed; It was strange not to meet their shining response. . . . His hands were folded on his breast; they were pitiably thin, . . . She put out her own hand to touch them, but shrank back from their cold response. . . . He looked sad, she thought, and older. Now that he had nothing to give her he was subtly changed. He had loved her very beautifully, she- knew, but It seemed a curiously long! time ago, and she wondered, as she stood, glowing, above him, If she really loved him. What was love, she questioned piteously, her eyes fixed on that graven face as on an oracle. She could not tell, nor could Densley Howard now fenllghten her. One thing, however, she did know, and that was that she must break Immediately with Hendricks Renneslyer. She went straight to her own room, after this mute farewell, and, sitting sternly upright before her little desk, she wrote her letter to him. "And so, dear Hendricks," she finished, "I cannot marry you, because I know, now, that I do not love you, and no one could be sorrier than I am about It." The specter of her guardian's disappointment stalked In vain before her determination; she sent her letter to the mail and would huve told Mr. Cortlandt all about it when he came in, had he not forestalled her with astonishing news of his own. "Ann," he said, immediately on his arrival, "I have heard from the Presl- Copyright bv The Bobbe-Merrill Ox stroy their partiality for the Coo federates. I don't want to go, Ann. I should prefer to work here. There Is more bad news from the front." Ann's frightened eyes Interrogated him. "Chancellorsville?" she whispered, unwilling to voice the possibility of loss at that important point. "Yes. . . . Another defeat." "But I thought we had twice as many men there as the Confederates?" "Lee Is a great general, Ann, and the sooner we Federals realize It the better. . . • . They say the loss of life Is appalling--perhaps twenty-five thousand men killed, and many more wounded." Into Ann's mind rushed a realization of Hendricks In deadly peril. After all, until they were reassured of his safety In this present terrible battle, she would not tell her guardian what she had written; she would spare him that much. In the morning the sun shone brilliantly; high clouds moved majestlcal-. ly about a faraway blue sky, and the breeze, even In the city, was laden with the odor of fruit trees fti bloom. It was the sort of day that Densley would have loved, and Ann was sorry that he had not lived to see It. After all she thought, It would have been better for him to be burled on the kind of rainy day he hated. Her guardian went with her to the services in his neighbor's house,'but he could not take the time to drive out to the cemetery, so Ann went alone, and stood on the fringe of the small group of mourners. She felt that the ceremony had strangely little to do with Densley, who had talked so much of the joy of life, and so little of this numbing sadness. She wondered at herself for not feeling a more acute grief; she clenched her hands until the nails bit into her soft palms, and still she could ijot force herself to an emotional crisis. She wished that she were the sort of girl who cried easily; It would be better than this sensation of an the world falling away from her. . . . Floods of tears, she felt, would be Inadequate, and she hated herself because she stood, still and composed, with her white lips closely set. In Washington square a great confusion awaited her; everything was In a whirl of excitement; even old Joseph, who opened the door for her, was tremulous with' agitation, and Mrs. Renneslyer's voice, breathless and shrill, came clearly out to her from the drawing room. She was there, elegantly emotional upon a sofa, while Fanny was wiping her eyes beside her, and Hendricks' father was striding about the room, red-faced and Incoherently profane. Mr.. Cortlandt was standing, very still, In the window. There was something ominous in the air, and Afm halted abruptly. "It Is Hendricks!" she cried. "He Is dead!" Mr. Renneslyer reassured her. "Dead? Nonsense!" he burst out. "Hendricks Is a hero--that's all--a undoubtedly had deserved--as well as these people wanted to believe she had loved him,, It seemed at the moment not too dlfllcult to carry off? because she was, after all, as sorry to lose Hendricks as she would have been had he been a well-loved brother. Standing with her face hidden, she could feel that her guardian, and all of them, even Mrs. Renneslyer, assumed that of all the grief-stricken persons In the room, she was the one most concerned. She accepted this position willingly, and the moment passed In which she could have confessed the real situation between herself and HendricKi, CHAPTEI* '>"*%:•? r ; ' - »!•, *>> *$t I " * . • £ 'j; ' 'Action. The "Great Eastern s<*ffNf tneaay after the receipt of the news of Hendricks' death, and Ann dogged Mr. pjgiirtlandt's .footsteps during this interval. She drove about the city with him while he put his affairs in order, waiting patiently outside office buildings and banks, and he talked to her In snatches of Hendricks. Everywhere people stopped to offer him condolences, for Hendricks' name among the dead had given the family the sympathy of the entire city. Ann hated this public display of grief, and The leg The Great Eastern Sailed the Day After the Receipt of the News of Hendricks* Death. • when she said good-hy to her guardian on the dock, she wished that she might sail with him, away from It all. There were tears In her eyes when he kissed her, and his hands on her shoulder clung regretfully. "God bless you," he said, and he kissed her again before he hurried off, up the gangplank. Almost Immediately the ship began to move, and there waS a great confusion of getting under way. Ann looked up and saw Mr. Cortlandt leaning over the rail on the upper deck, waving down to her. ... It seemed to her but a moment when the Hgures on board regular hero! Damme, no one would i the Great Eastern became Indefinite Dear Hendricks, Finished. have thought It when he was a boy! I have a letter from his colonel: Hendricks distinguished himself in a night attack--conspicuous bravery, he says. They've made him a captain--at twenty- two, by 0--d!" Thefe was an instant's silence after this outburst as Mr. Cortlandt came over to Ann and took her hand. She was glad that he stood so as to shield her face from the others. "You must be very proud, my dear," he said, ceremoniously. "We must all be proud of Hendricks." The girl sank Into a chair, dazed by the sudden reaction. Into her mind came, unbidden, Densley Howard's casual depreciation of Hendricks In action; she had an Instant's clear vision of blm, red-faced and domineering. . . But her guardian was right, just now, for a while, she must he proud; she should have no place for any other emotion. There came a great Jangle at the doorbell, and every one already In an emotional state, started nervously. Joseph brought in a note, and Mr. (^rtlandt ripped it open. "It is from Horace Greeley," he said; "It is marked 'Important.'" He glanced at the brief inclosure and turned suddenly white. "What is it?" Ann whispered. Mr. Cortlandt did not seem to hear her; he might have been alone In the room for any attention he paid to the people gathered there. He reread ttie note aloud, stupidly, as If he had not mastered Its contents. "Dear Friend: It Is my sad duty to Inform you that In the official list, sent me for publication, of men who have gloriously fallen at the battle of Chancellorsville, the name of your i front were filled to capacity and Washand merged Into the general bulk of the ship. . . . There was nothing for her to do but return to Washington square. There Ann found herself facing new obligations. Mrs. Cortlandt and her daughter came to live^ with her while her guardian was away, and Fanny talked of Hendricks by the hour. Ann had a curious sensation of being pushed into passionate affirmation, because the other girl seemed wistfully to demand It. Mrs. Cortlandt proved herself an authority on the etiquette of grief, and Ann submitted willingly enough to her dictum that she should submerge her vivid youth in crape and veils, for this was a part of her obli-* gation to the Cortlandt family which she'wlllingly assumed, but when Mrs. Cortlandt announced that she considered It Improper for her to go on with her service at the hospital, as though nothing had happened, Ann rebelled. Three days after Hendricks' death she was back at her post, but the discussion in regard to her work arose at every meal, Insistent and acrimonious. It seemed to her that she could never get away from it. • In the meantime, the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia marched triumphantly across Maryland, and Into Pennsylvania, and the North awoke to a shock of real fright. The Army of the Potomac, although weakened by losses and dissensions, advanced plucklly to meet the invading enemy, but New York was crowded with refugees from Baltimore and Harrlsburg, who spread the fear that Washington might be taken. Contlnutft engagements made the hospital situation ! acute. Emergency tents near the was brought in yesterday? amputation case?" "The one who died In the night?" "Yes. He talked to me before he died. It seems 'he knew you." "Knew me?" "Yes. He was In the Fifty-fifth. He was, he says, Captain Renneslyer's orderly." "I wish I had talked* to hm! He might have told me something about Hendricks." He did tell me. He says he saw him, at Culpepper." "At---Culpeper. But that was after Chancellorsville!" Ann put both hands on the doctor's arm to steady herself. Was he--himself? Did he know what he was saying?" "I think so. But, of course, 1 can't be sure of It" Could they have made such a mistake?" "The first casualty list of every bat tie Is Incorreet. You know that." "But, Doctor Small, how can we find out?" "You can telegraph." "That's useless. We've been telegraphing ever since the message came, trying to get particulars of Hendricks' death." 1 » "Then yen can only wait." "Walt? (Doctor Small, I can't wait! If my guardian were at home he would find out, If he had to go down to the Army of the Potomac himself!" The doctor nodded. "I suppose so, but as he isn't here, we must be patient." Ann's thoughts were chaotic. M Hendricks lived her guardian would be happy again. . . . Every one would be happy. . . . She remembered! how old and broken her guardian had' looked, there on the dock before he sailed; she had cried looking at hlni. She felt she must send the good news to him as quickly as possible. "I must write to my -uncle," she said. "I must let him know at once." Doctor Small put a restraining hand on her arm. **1 wouldn't do that," he said gently ; "wait until you are sure. You will only make It harder for him If you encourage him to hope, and then disappoint him." This was good advice and Ann nodded soberly as she received It. She went home at once. It was, she ledd* ed, Imperative that she find out whether Hendricks lived or not. There must, she thought, be some one who could go to Virginia. As she hurried through the streets she tried to fix her mind on the person, but In vain. She knew enough of conditions near the front to realize that It required Intense personal interest to accomplish anything there; it was not an errand which one could intrust to a clerk. . . . Hendricks' father was 111--he had had a bronchial cough all the late winter, and had finally allowed Mrs. Renneslyer to take him over to 'Washington for a cure in that more balmy air, with the result that he was miserably laid up there, In the hotel. ... . All the young men she knew were off fighting. ... It was. a pity that she was a girl. . . . She considered, for a moment, putting the matter before Mrs. Cortlandt, and urging her to take the trip, but at once she knew that lady would only echo the doctor's sane judgment that all they could do was to wait. Ann felt that It would be more than she could endure If she was forced to hear that unanswerable statement again. Her tired nerves shrank miserably from the prolonged emotional crisis into which her news would plunge the women of her family. ... If only she might go herself to look the matter up! She half paused, breathless with desire, at the Idea. . . . Once at the front, too. It would be strange If she could not make some connection with a hospital there. . . . She had no conscious plan, yet time seemed curiously precious, and when she reached Washington square she broke into a run. At the door Joseph told her that Mrs. Cortlandt and Fanny had responded to a call from the Sanitary commission ladles, and had gone there to work. "Miss Fanny, she say to tell you to come too, Miss Ann. They's a supper prepared by de ladles, and she Say dey need you." The girl's first sensation was relief at postponing the telling of her news; It would, she thought, give her that much more time to find some one to go to Virginia. . . , There was a train at nine o' doefc. ; .AJGvery one away, like thhkV ,' V It was providential. " "I. can't go, Joseph," she amazed herself by saying. *1 am leaving tonight-- for Philadelphia." "Philadelphia, Miss Ann?" t "Perhaps Mr. Hendricks* Isn't -dead, Joseph. I have to go to find out." There was a greet Aurry of exclamation and ^cltement, while Ann ate Phoebus, Virginia--"HsvfaK this opirtunity I just cannot refrain from sayher supper. and packed a small traveling bag. Old Joseph Insisted on accompanying her to the ferry, and in the carriage he began to have a change of heart. "It don't seem right to me, Miss Ann--you going off all by you'- self, dls-a-way," he protested from time to time, unavaillngly, and at the last moment, when he had carried her bag on board the ferryboat, he refused to leave her. "It's getting too dark. Miss Ann, honey, fr you to he on de water by you'self. Til see you on to de train." Ann was touched In spite of herself, and was glad to have him with her, too, as the water was very black away from the dock, and almost all the passengers were' men, who stared at her persistently. She would not have admitted that she was nervous, but she was grateful to the old negro. He found a seat for her In the crowded car, and stood beside her, bareheaded, as long as he could, fencing off any one who might have wished to share her seat, and talking of Hendricks when he was a little boy. People looked curiously at the elegant young woman attended by her deferential old servant, but neither Joseph nor his mistress noticed them. "Good luck, Miss Ann," he said, as the conductor shouted "All aboard." "De Lord be with you, an' Mr. Hendricks." . All night long there were delays and rumors of trouble. Twice they were side-tracked for a train of cavalry-- cars Ailed with shouting men and stamping horses--and once for a load of lowing beef cattle, en route for the Army of the Potomac. Ann could not sleep. After her fellow-passengers had settled themselves Into strange gro~ tesques of repose, while the candles In the spring sockets guttered dimly, she sat looking at the full canals of New Jersey, placid and unreal, in the dim HgJjt of a waning moon. . . . Ann knew that she had involved herself In a fine mess, running off in this way. ... If her guardian had been at home, of course It wouldn't have been necessary. Surely, once Hendricks was found, she could manage to get into a Aeld hospital, If only for a few days. ... He must be alive--she was sure of It. . . How overjoyed her guardian would be --and Hendricks' mother, who could lay aside the black which made her look so pathetically old. .' . . 8h^ wondered If Hendricks had her not# yet. . . .' She smiled reluctantly at the ridiculous Agure she would cut, in her weeds, should he actually face hor with It. f She was wide awake when the daifrn came; for a long time the blank sfcy was faintly streaked with mauve, tl|en all at once the whole east burst climatically Into rose color, the iu soared up with a rush of light Ann movement, and the trees In the Aefes beside the track flung long bla<k shadows after the escaping train. Aim watched the transformation eagerly. She was not sleepy, and she wondered if Hendricks were miraculously awakening to welcome this new day. Philadelphia was a vastly different place from the staid town she had known before, when visiting there with her guardian. People thronged the streets, as though It were a holiday, and bands playing martial music promenaded through the crowd, followed by huge canvas signs on which were printed the names of the various regiments which men might join; It was an enormous advertising campaign in the Interest of enlistment. a weed of prsisa ^ the Lydia E. Pinkham medicines. I have used them as occasiorf required for twenty years, and my three sisters have •HO used them, aquf with the moet results. always gratifying r During the of LLiiffee I had usual distressing symptoms--hot etc., -- and I pleased to testify to the wonderful suits I obtained from the Vegeta Compound. I heairrttuily v rree<c ommend it will i ithatmC , . me through the publication of my testimonial."-- Mrs. H. L. 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Trains Are Run by Telephone 1* i V: • "' r ' ' m dent He wants me to go abroad at once--to England." "Uncle," cried Ann, her personal dlfllcultles forgotten, "may I go with you?" "I am afraid not, Ann. I considered It, but I am going with other gentlemen, and In London we are'to Join Mr. John M. Forbes of Boston." "Mr. Lincoln is sending you to keep those English shipbuilders from letting the Confederates have their Iron ships!" Ann guessed acutely. "I am so glad, uncle! I know you will never let them do It." Mr. Cortlandt smiled affectionately at her. "My dear, I am Aattered at your belief In my powers--bnt Mr, Forbes has that matter very well In hand; I am only to confer with him Informally about it. . . . What the President really wants me to do Is to go Arst to England and then to France and Geripany, to acquaint European capitalists with the actual circumstances In this country, and with the resources of the North. He believes It Is only in this way that we can danephew, Hendricks Renneslyer appears. I "can say* nothing to soften your grief--nothing to ... " His voice trailed off into silence as Mrs. Renneslyer Interrupted his reading with a loud scream, and Joseph burst into lamentations. The room was suddenly Ailed with a clamor of sorrow. Ann stood very still, half-stunned by the shock. She looked over at her guardian, and saw his face become old and gray under her eyes. She went over to him and put her arms around his neck; she was trembling violently, and Mr. Cortlandt slipped his arm about; her, and drew her close to him. Poor child," he whispered. "Poor child." The girl's convulsive clinging suddenly went slack. Behind her Mrs. Renneslyer's shrill grief arose, and Fanny's outburst of sobs, but she disregarded them. Standing there with her cheek against her guardian's, she thought with the most extraordinary clarity. The question of, whether or net she should which had for so w»s, miraculously, gohe, and In Its\ place a conviction arose that here was something Important she could do for the kind old man she adored--for whom she felt that she could never do enough. For his sake, she could pretend she had loved Hendricks as aell mar#y Hendricbp, » long /tormented hefy y, gone. ington had become a city of the sick, but still there was not a sufficient number of beds, and In order to relieve the congestion, the wounded were sent on to New York iu great numbers. Ann made a new acquaintance whe had Just returned from Aeld hospital work In Virginia; after her experiences /"there, she found New York nursing tame, and said so. The girl drank In her reminiscences eagerly, and Immediately developed an ambition to nurse at the front herself. She waa peddling lemonade through the wards late one afternoon when the doctor In charge, - an old friend who had seen her through the various aliments of childhood, came up to her and took her heavy pitcher away. "I have something to tell you," he said. "Come outside for a moment." He led the way to the high steps of the building, where they might overlook the little square courtyard Ailed with the white tents of convaleftt-wits. "I wonder if you can st shock T" he questioned. Ann turned frightened e him. "Not uncle?" she f a sinking memory of the tr; ago, ~«f the Arctic. Docte>r Small shook is goodKpews," he said. chance You kn ;•;! vV >v's, •' ' n h" British Railroad Officials Said to Have Made Considerable Success of the 8ystem. ManyC Ingenious brains have busied tlfemselves with the problem of controlling railway traffic since the (possibly mythical) porter laid foundation of modern signaling by attaching a cord to a "semaphore" so that he could operate it from a distance. But nothing Is more ingenious than the system whereby a handful of men' In a telephone room can direct train movements over the whole of a main line. Control of this type Is now a dally feature of British railway traffic, although. not one passenger In 10,000 has ever heard of the system, says the London Daily Mall. Its most perfected form Is to be seen at the new "control office" at York, on the London & Northwestern, where the whole of the Immensely heavy passenger and goods traffic In the congested area from Doncastei to Newcastle Is directed from a single room. The keystone of the fabric Is a huge diagram, running the length of the room, which shows every station, signal box, siding and shunting yard on the whole main line. Ten electrically worked endless belts, half each for "up" and "down" truffle, move across the face of this diagram, and these belts operate at different speeds In accordance with average movements of the various of train. t a train Is under way the concerned notifies the conelephone* describing the the exact time of tlnctlve numin the company's "service" time-table is then inserted in a carrier riding on one of the belts, and this carrier moves forwa automatically in accordance with the speed at which the train itself la tr&v ellng. Cards of some two dozen different types and colors are employed for this purpose, so that the control staff can differentiate at a glance between a Scotch express and a meat train, for instance. 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