THB DAILT C0Q8 nAY TIMES, MARSHFIEIiD, OREGON, FRIDAY MAY 1 ?, i '507
se
The Manager
Of the B. A.
By VAUGHAN
Copyright. 1901, by
V
(Continued from Wednesday.)
. CHAPTER XXIII.
WIIEN lloger Oakley appeared
on the platform at Buckborn
Junction Durks started vio
lently, while Dan took a
quick step forward and placed a warn
ing hand on the old convict's arm. lie
feared what he might say. Then he
said to the operator: "He'll do. Go see
If you can get Antloch. Try Just once
more. If you succeed tell them the en
. glnes and hose will be there within an
hour or they need not look for them.
Do you understand?"
"All right, Mr. Oakley." And Durks
moved up the platform with alacrity.
He was relieved of one Irksome re
sponsibility. He had his own theories
as to who the stranger was, but he told
himself It was none of his business.
As soon as he was out of hearing
Dan turned to his father and said ear
nestly: "Look here, daddy, I can't allow you
to do It. We are neither of us popu
lar. 'It's bad enough for me to have
to go."
"Why can't you allow it, Dannie?"
And his son recognized the same cheer
ful tone with which he had always
met and overruled his objections.
"It will end In your arrest, and wo
don't want that."
"It's more than likely I'll be arrest
ed sooner or later, anyhow," he said,
with a suggestion of weariness, as If
this were a matter It was a waste of
time to consider. "The Lord has set
his face against me. It's his wish I
should return. I've been stubborn and
headstrong and wouldn't see It, but
look there." And he nodded toward
the red western sky. "It's a sum
mons. I got to obey whether I want
to or not."
"It won't be safe. No telling what
they will do with you."
"That ain't the question, Dannie;
that ain't at all the question. It's
not what they'll do to me." And he
softly patted the hand that rested on
his arm.
Dan saw that his clothes hung loose
ly to his mighty frame. They were
torn and stained. He had the appear
ance of a man who had endured hard
ship, privation and toil. His glance
was fugitive and anxious. "Where
have you been all this while?" he ask
ed. "Not here?"
"No; I have been living la the woods,
trying to escape from tho country, and
the fires wouldn't let me. Wherever I
went they were there ahead of me,
driving me back."
"Why did you kill him? How did It
happen?" Dan added. "Or Is it all a
mistake? Did you do it?"
The smile faded from the old con
vict's lips.
"It was a sort of accident, and it
was sort of carelessness, Dannie," he
explained, with a touch of sullenness.
"I hit him not hard, mind you. I
know I shouldn't have done It, but he
was in the wrong, and he wouldn't
listen to reason. I don't know when
I ever seen a man so set in his wick
edness." "And now you want to go back. Do
you know what it means if you are
arrested? Have you thought of that?"
Roger .Oakley waved the query aside
as though it concerned blm not at all.
"I want to bo with you," ho said
wistfully. "You may not get through
alive, and I want to bo with you.
You'll need me. There's no one you
can trust as you can mo, for I won't
fall you no matter what the dunger Is.
And there's tho girl, Dannie. Have
you thought of her?"
Dan set his lips. "My God, I can't
think of anything else."
There was a moment's silence.
"Here," said Dan, thrusting his
hands Into bis pockets. "I am going to
give you what money I havo. It Isn't
much."
"What for, Dannie?"
"You are suro to be seen and recog
nized If you stay about here. Your de
scription has been telegraphed all over
tho state. For that reason I'll take you
with me part way. Then I'll slow up,
and you can hide again. It's your only
chanco. I am sorry I can't do more for
you. I wish I could. But perhaps wo
can arrange to meet afterward."
His father smiled with the uncon
scious superiority of the man who
firmly believes ho Is controlled by an
Intelligence Infinitely wise and beyond
all human conception. No amount of
argument could have convinced him
that Providence was not burning mil
lions of feet of standing timber and an
occasional town solely for bis guid
ance. In his simple seriousness he saw
nothing absurd or preposterous in the
idea. He Bald;
"I'vo wanted to escape, Dannie, for
your sake, not for mine. But when I
seen you tonight I know the Lord in
tended wo should keep together. He
didn't bring us here for nothing. That
Uln't hla way. There's no one to go
with you but me, and you can't go
alone."
"I can I wllll" And Dan swore un
der bis breath. He realised that no
word of bis could move bis father. He
would carry his point, Just as be al
ways bad.
Durks came running along the plat
form, from tho donot- .
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"It's nouse," shaking his head. "The
wire's down. Say, you want to keep
your eyes open for the freight. It may
be on tho siding at Parker's Run, and
It may be on the main track,"
Dan made a last appeal to his father.
"Won't you listen to what I say?"
sinking his voice to a hoarse whisper.
"They'll hang you do you hear? If
ever they lay bands on you they will
show no mercy 1" It did not occur to
him that his father would be returning
under circumstances so exceptional
that public sentiment might well un
dergo a radical change in his favor.
Roger Oakley merely smiled as ho
answered, with gentle composure: "I
don't think we need to worry about
that. We aro In his handsDannle."
And he raised his face to the Heavens.
Dan groaned.
"Come, then," he said aloud.
"I'll throw the switch for youl" And
the operator ran down the track. He
was quite positive he should never see
Oakley again, and ho felt something
akin to enthusiasm at the willing sac
rifice of his life which he conceived
him to be making.
Father and son stepped to the en
gine. The old convict mounted heavily
to his post, and Dan sprang after him,
his hand groping for the throttle lever.
There was tho hiss of steam, and Joe
cried from tho darkness:
"All right, come ahead!" And the en
gine, with Its tender and two cars, be
gan Its hazardous Journey.
As they slipped past him the opera
tor yelled his goodby and Dan pushed
open the cab window and waved his
band.
Roger Oakley on the narrow Iron
shelf between the, engine and the tend
er was already throwing coal into the
furnace. His face wore a satisfied ex
pression. .Apparently he was utterly
unmoved by the excitement of the mo
ment, for be bent to his work as if it
were the most usual of tasks and the
occasion the most commonplace. He
bad taken off his coat and vest and had
tossed tbem up on the tender out of his
way. Dan, looking over tbo boiler's
end, could sec his broad shoulders and
the top of his head. He leaned back,
with his hand on tho throttle.
"Father!" be called.
The old convict straightened up in
stantly. "Yes, Dannie."
"You are going with me? You aro
determined?"
"I thought we settled that, Dannie,
before we started," he said pleasantly,
but there was a shrewd, kindly droop
to the corners of his mouth, for be ap
preciated his victory.
"I want to know, because If I am to
slow up for you I'll have to do it soon
or I'll be leaving you In worse shape
than I found you."
To this his father made no direct re
ply. Instead he asked, "Do you think
we'll reach Antloch In time to do them
any good?" Dan faced about
They slid into a straight stretch of
road beyond the Junction, and tho
track shone yellow far ahead, where
the engine looked down upon it with
its single eye. Each minute their speed
increased. A steady Jarring and
pounding had begun that grew Into a
dull and ponderous roar as the englno
rushed forward. Dan kept a sharp
watch for the freight.
As Durks had said, it might be on
the siding at Parker's Run, and It
might not. In the latter event bis and
bis father's troubles would soon be at
an end.
He rose from his seat and went to
tho door of the cab.
"Wo'll take It easy for the first ten
miles or so, then we'll bo Id tho fire,
and that will be our time to bit her up."
Roger Oakley nodded his acquies
cence. In what he concoived to be
worldly matters he was quite willing
to abide by Dan's Judgment, for which
he had profound respect.
"How fast are we going?" he asked.
Dan steadied himself and listened, with
H finger on his pulse, until he caught
the rhythmic swing of the engine as It
jarred from one rail to another. Then
he said:
"Twenty-five mllos an hour."
"It ain't very fast, la it, Dannie?"
Ho wad ovldently disappointed.
"We'll do twice that presently."
The old convict looked relieved. They
were running now with a strip of for
est on one side of the track and culti
vated fields on the other, but with each
rod they covered they were edging in
nearer the flames. At Parker's Run
the road crossed a little stream which
doubled back In the direction of Buck
horn Junction. There was nothing aft
er that to stay tbo progress of the fire,
and tho rest of their way lay through
the blazing plno woods.
Just before they reached the ten mllo
fill they came to the strip of burned
timber that bad sent Baker back to
Buckborn earlier In the day. Here and
there a tree was still blazing, but tor
the most part the fire had spent 1U
strength.
Aa they swung past Parker's Bun a
little farther oi Dan saw the freight,
or, rather, what was left of It, on the
Biding. It had been cutting out four
flat cars loaded with ties, and he un
derstood the difficulty at a glance. On
the main track' a brick and stone cul
vert spanned the run, but tho elding
crowed it on a fllmay wooden bridge.
ThfiTUrldge find prouaDiy been burning
as tho freight backed In for tho flat
cars, and when it attempted to pull out
tho weakened structuro had collapsed
and the engine bad gone through Into
the cut. It rested on its forward end,
Jammed between the steep banks, with
Its big drivers In the nlr. Of the cars
there remained only tho trucks and
Ironwork. Near by a tool shed had
formerly stood, but that was gono too.
The wheels and gearing of a hand car
In the midst of a heap of ashes marked
the spot.
Dan turned to his father. "Are you
all right, daddy?" bo asked.
"Yes, Dannie."
"Mind your footing. It will bo pretty
shaky back there."
They were still In tho burned district,
where a change In tho wind that after
noon had driven the flro back on Itself.
It had made a clean sweci) of every
thing Inflammable. Luckily the road
had been freshly ballasted, and the
track was In fair condition to resist the
flames. But an occasional tie smol
dered, and from these the rushing
train thrashed showers of sparks.
Dan kept his eyes fastened on the
rails, which showed plainly In tho Jerky
glare of the headlight. It was well to
be careful while care was possible. By
and by ho would havo to throw aside
all caution and trust to chance. Now
he Increased his speed, and the In
sistent thud of the wheels drowned ev
ery other sound, even the faroff roar
of the Humes. At his back at lntemiln
a ruddy glow shot upward into the
night when Uoger Oakley threw open
the furnace door to pass In coal. Save
for this It was still quite dark in the
cab, where Dan sat with his hand on
the throttle lever and watched the yel
low streak that ran along the rails In
advauco of the engine. Suddenly the
wall of light ahead brightened visibly,
and Its glare filled the cab. They were
nearlng the fire.
Dan Jammed the little window at his
elbow open and put out bis head. A
hot blast roared past him, mill the heat
of the lire was In his face. He drew
the window shut. It was light as day
In the cab now.
He leaned across the boiler's end
and, with a hand to his lips, called to
his father, "Are you all right?"
The old man drew himself erect and
crept nearer.
"What's that you say, Dannie?" he
asked. His face was black with coal
dust and grime.
"Are you all right? Can you bear
the bent?"
"I am doing very nicely, but this
ain't a patch on what It's going to be."
"Yes, it will bo much worse, though
this Is bad enough."
"But we can stand it. We must
think of those poor people at Antloch."
"We'll stick to the engine as long as
the engine sticks to the rails," said
Dan grimly. "Hadn't you better come
Into the cab with me? You'll be fright
fully exposed when wo got Into the
thick of It"
"Not yet Dannie? I'll give you
steam, and you drive her as hard as
you can."
He turned away, shovel In band.
Then, nil in a second, and they were
In the burning woods, rushing beneath
trees that were blazing to their very
summits. The track seemed to shake
and tremblo in tbo fierce light nnd
fiercer heat. Burning leaves nnd
branches were caught up to be whirled
In fiery eddies back down the rails as
the train tore along, for Dan was hit
ting her up.
Tongues of fire struck across at the
two men. Smoke and fine white ashes
filled their mouths and nostrils. Their
bodies seemed to bake. They bad been
streaming wet with perspiration a mo
ment before.
Off In the forest It was posslblo to
see for miles. Every tree and bush
stood forth distinct and separate,
Roger Oakley put down his shovel
for an Instant to fill a bucket with wa
ter from the tank on the tender. He
plunged bis head and arms In It and
splashed the rest over his clothes. Dan
turned to him for the last time.
"It isn't far now," he panted. "Just
around the next curve and we'll sm
the town if it's still there off In the val
ley." The old convict did not catch moro
than the half of what he said, but he
smiled and nodded his head.
As they swung around the curve a
dead sycamore which tbo flro had gir
dled at tho base crashed across tho
track. The engine plunged Into Its top,
rolled it over once and tossed It aside.
There was the smashing of glass and
the ripping of leather as the syca
more's limbs raked the cab, and Roger
Oakley uttered a hoarse cry a cry
Dan did not hear, but he turned, spit
ting dust nnd cinders from bis lips,
and saw the old convict still standing,
shovel In band, In the narrow gangway
that separated the engine nnd tender.
He bad set the whistle shrieking, and
It cut high above the roar of the names,
for off In tho dlstanco under a canopy
of smoke bo saw the lights of Antloch
shining among the trees.
Two minutes later and they were
running smoothly through the yards,
with the brakes on and tbo hiss of es
caping steam. As they slowed isp be
side the depot Dan sank down ou tho
seat In the cab limp aud exhausted.
Ho was vaguely cousclous that the
platform was crowded with people and
that they were yelling at him excitedly
and wavlug their hats, but he beard
their cries only Indifferently well. His
cars were dead to everything except
the noise of bis engine, which still
echoed in bis tired brain,
no staggered to his feet and was
about to descend from the cab when
he Baw that his father was lying face
down on the iron Bhelf between the en
glno and tender, no stooped aud rais
ed him gently in his arms.
Tho old convict opened his eyes and
looked up Into hla face, his lips parted
as If he were about to speak, but no
sound caino from them.
Dan
turned, spitting dust nnd cinders
from his lips.
CHAPTER XXIV.
C
ONSTANCE EMORY and her
mother, waiting quietly In
their home, heard the cheers
when the noise from Dan's
shriekliit engine reached the crowd of
desperate men pn tho square. Then
presently they henrd the rattle and
clash of the fire engines as they were
dragged through the street aud were
aware that tho relief train had arrived,
but It was not until the doctor came In
some time long after midnight thnt
they knew who had been the savior of
tho town.
"It's all over, dear. The fire Is under
control," he said cheerfully, address
ing his wife. "I guess we can go to
bed now and feel pretty sure we won't
bo burned out before morning."
Constance put down tho book she had
been trying to read and rose tlredly
and stttlly from her chair beside the
table.
"Then the train did come, after all?"
she said.
"Yes, but not a moment too soon. I
tell you we can't be grateful enough.
I've been with Oakley nnd his father.
That's what kept me," he explained.
"Oakley!" Constance cried in amaze
ment "You don't menu"
"Yes. Didn't you know that it was
Oakley and his father who brought the
relief train? The old man Is dead. He
was, killed on the way. It's ainlrac!
that either of them got through alive.
Hadn't you 'heard?"
Constance put out lyr hands blindly,
for a sudden mist had como before her
eyes.
"Father, you don't mean that Mr.
Oakley has returned to Antloch that
he is here now?"
"Yes, It seems no one else would
come. Oakley was In Chicago when ho
first heard of tbo lire and started Im
mediately for Buckborn, where he
found tho relief train. Oddly enough,
he .found hjs father there .too."
(To bo continued.)
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In Effect January 1, '1007. .
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W. S. Chandler, manager; F. A.
Laise, freight agent; general offices,
Marshfield, Oregon.
No. 1.
Trains.
Dally
Except Sunday. I
Stations.
Leave 9 : 00 a. m.Mnrshfield.
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