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id: 19007
type: WORK_OF_ART
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  ''I want you to double out in half an hour on some perishable freight that''s coming in from the West


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id: 16630
title: Empire Builders
author: Lynde, Francis
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  when Ford and his new track man had gone out. "Going to be gone some time, Mr. Ford?" he asked, when he brought the came, Ford dutifully gathered her belongings, said good-by, and put her "By the way, Mr. Ford; what time did you say your train would reach "This is Mr. Stuart Ford, I am sure," she said, giving her hand to the "You mean that the time is too short?" said Ford, speaking to Frisbie''s "I don''t know," said Ford, whose night ride had made him pessimistic. Ford said little to Kenneth. but you can take punishment like a man, Mr. Ford!" said Ford is a patient man, Mr. Adair, but I think he has about reached the limit." "I don''t think we are over-manned," said Ford good-naturedly. "So you are coming around to ask a favor of Ford?" said the young man


id: 19007
author: Brady, Jasper Ewing
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  day, when the engine was pretty nearly ready, she said to me: quitting time that night, I asked the Kid where they lived, and he said, know; it was the 170; so it was old man Alexander, he said--and that''s "I got my hero all right, though," said Marie; "you told me a big fib We had a time order against a passenger train, it would be sharp work to One day I went into his office and the clock was there, and his old great and good man,'' wrote Carrie, ''and says every day that he''s going When the day man came in, half dressed, he said, "Well, what the devil and said, "I wonder why that night man doesn''t come?" as a May day, but at the end of that time a man came on the New York end trick man begins to figure on his work train orders for the day and when

title:
  Danger Signals Remarkable, Exciting and Unique Examples of the Bravery, Daring and Stoicism in the Midst of Danger of Train Dispatchers and Railroad Engineers


id: 22497
title: Cab and Caboose: The Story of a Railroad Boy
author: Munroe, Kirk
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  Rod Blake has won by a length, Billy Bliss is second, Snyder Appleby was Rod was already enough of a railroad man to know that, as he was going They were Conductor Tobin, and rear-brakeman Joe, his right-hand man, "The trouble is," replied Rod, looking first at Conductor Tobin and then By this time Rod had been nearly two hours on the train, and was so When Rod Blake was left standing alone beside the train, after the short He had lost another man off his train that night, a young fellow Number 73, warned Rod and his fellow-prisoner that the time for them to Rod, and ending by asking, "What sort of a railroad man do you think he "Now Rod," said Conductor Tobin, as the other brakeman disappeared; "I a moment, Rod had seen the man walk away from the forward end of the car


id: 29572
title: Whispering Smith
author: Spearman, Frank H. (Frank Hamilton)
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  I know you''ve got good men, Sinclair. "Sinclair, you''ve got good men," continued McCloud, unmoved. "Mr. McCloud!" Marion Sinclair clasped her hands and dropped into a "Come right in," returned McCloud, not knowing whether Marion had a got the two dead men and at midnight rode with them into Sleepy Cat. When the news reached McCloud he was talking with Bucks over the day of the barbecue had Du Sang or Sinclair seen Whispering Smith arm, he was telling a story about Marion Sinclair, and Dicksie in the know." McCloud looked at Dicksie. McCloud looked at Marion Sinclair. When Whispering Smith had followed McCloud from the tent, Dicksie when Dicksie, Marion, McCloud, and Whispering Smith took horses to get Whispering Smith looked from the fire into Dicksie''s eyes. Riding back with McCloud, Dicksie and Whispering Smith discussed the "Marion Sinclair wants to know just one thing, George," said


id: 28292
title: Ralph on the Engine; Or, The Young Fireman of the Limited Mail
author: Chapman, Allen
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  "Good evening, Mr. Cooper," said Ralph, as the fireman leaped from the good-for-nothing fellow named Ike Slump, whose place he took, Ralph short line railroad near Dover, in which project Ralph was very much "Poor fellow," said Ralph, looking at the lad in the wagon. "I wish I had a little time to spare," said Ralph. "Yes, the man did look funny, for a fact," said Ralph. "Mr. Dallas, this is my son, Ralph," said Mrs. Fairbanks, as the young "Yes, he seems to be given to dark ways," said Ralph. "I don''t like the looks of things," he said to Ralph, as they started "And you, Zeph?" said Ralph, turning to the farmer boy. "I am Ralph Fairbanks, a fireman on the Great Northern," said the "You see, it is a long time since the car disappeared," said Ralph, "I am Ralph Fairbanks, a fireman on the Great Northern Railroad,"


id: 17572
title: The Last Spike And Other Railroad Stories
author: Warman, Cy
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  his ''pull.''" The young man only smiled sadly, and said, "I''m sorry. turned and said, but without releasing the engineer''s hand: "Why, I know "_Oui_," said the old woman (Belle''s step-father was half French); "know "Yes,--I''ll flag into Pee-Wee," said the old man, limping down the line. "I helped build the U.P.," said a Buffalo man, "and I want to tell you turned near the engine, I stopped to watch the driver of the White Mail "''The ol'' man,'' said the engineer. When the chief engineer came in he was introduced to Mr. Jones, the man who was going to give Kansas the highest boom she had man worked and whistled away one morning, the boss carpenter came in he came down the short stair a friend faced him and said "Good-night," One of the rules of the road said a man must be twenty-one years old


id: 20155
title: The White Desert
author: Cooper, Courtney Ryley
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  Barry Houston looked upon it with dazzled eyes. before Barry Houston had come almost to hate, the tight-packed banks of The eyes of Barry Houston suddenly lost their curiosity. enemy, a man who had in his care everything Barry Houston possessed in two grim years, and a man who, Barry Houston now felt certain, had not This time the stare in Barry Houston''s eyes was genuine. Quietly, slowly, the big man turned away from the bed and stood looking a long time, then the voice of Ba''tiste came again, but now it was soft "This man, Agnes," and Barry Houston''s voice carried a quality he never Houston looked at Ba''tiste, but the old "Honestly, Ba''tiste?" Houston had gripped the other man''s arm. library, Barry Houston again faced the man whom, at one time, he had Little time did Barry Houston have for thought in those weeks.


id: 26892
title: Chasing an Iron Horse Or, A Boy''s Adventures in the Civil War
author: Robins, Edward
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  "Look here, my boy," said Andrews, in a quick though not in an unkindly An hour later George Knight came running into the tent which Andrews "There''s still time," said George, "and as there''s only one man here "You know perfectly well what I mean, Mr. Hare," said Watson, looking him "Can you, George?" asked Watson, as he shut the door. Macgreggor hesitated, as he looked at George and Watson. Within a minute George, Macgreggor, Watson and Jenks were in the George leave the car, and the train rattled away? "Well, George," said Andrews, as he was about to leave the room, "if you George, he said: "Look here, my boy, how are you on climbing?" Without waiting to make answer George handed Waggie to Jenks, jumped from George took hold of Watson''s left hand, and edged towards the open door. "About two streets away, eh George?" said Watson. old boy," said George.


id: 5901
title: Dyke Darrel the Railroad Detective; Or, The Crime of the Midnight Express
author: Pinkerton, A. Frank
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  Even as Dyke Darrel uttered the last words a man ran up to the steps Leaving Nell and Mr. Elliston together, Dyke Darrel hastened to the Dyke Darrel had recognized in the young man calling himself Watson "I believe the villains covered their tracks well," said Dyke Darrel. "One question at a time, Dyke," returned the young man with a laugh. "Man on the track," said Dyke Darrel when the conductor came hurrying detective to give away his plans to Elliston, but Dyke Darrel had brother, it is little wonder that Dyke Darrel took the man from Gotham where he believed the man had left the train, Darrel''s quick eye Dyke Darrel entered the depot, to see a man standing at the window who "It is about Nell," said Dyke Darrel, when questioned. The keen eyes of Dyke Darrel noticed the young man''s emotion,


id: 33947
title: The Nerve of Foley, and Other Railroad Stories
author: Spearman, Frank H. (Frank Hamilton)
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  rarely see an old engineer on a fast passenger run; even a young man can Just before midnight Chicago wired that No. 1--our big passenger-train, the Denver Flyer--had started out on time, time, or nearly so, and when I got into the cab for the run back, Foley "Me?" answered the old man, evasively, "I''ve got a boy back East; His boy, Georgie Sinclair, the kid engineer, took the run on the Flyer a car of coal dumped a bit sudden and a nose on Georgie''s engine like a "Dad," said he, when the boys got through telling it for the last time, been moved; things looked smoky on the West End. The general superintendent happened to be with us when the news came. "Look the machines over close, boys," said Sankey to the engineers. for Siclone, and the new engineer, a quiet fellow like Foley, only a


id: 33399
title: A Romance in Transit
author: Lynde, Francis
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  In view of the certain proximity of Miss Gertrude Vennor, Brockway know what road to ah--patronize next time, and it won''t be yours, Mr. ah--Brockway; you may depend upon that, sir." "Let''s go and smoke," he said; and Brockway went willingly, inasmuch as "Your name is Brockway, I believe," the President said. "I hope we shall be able to have dinner in the car," the President said, "Thank you," said Brockway; then to Gertrude: "We must find your father "Let me promote you, Miss Vennor," Brockway said, helping Gertrude to needn''t hold it; it won''t run away," Brockway said, laughing at her. "Oh, nonsense!" said Mrs. Burton, sweetly; "you know a good many things When Gertrude bade Brockway good-night, she changed places for the "Here is the place I was looking for," said Brockway, handing Gertrude they reached the train, Brockway asked if he should tell the Burtons.


id: 38969
title: Ralph, the Train Dispatcher; Or, The Mystery of the Pay Car
author: Chapman, Allen
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  RALPH, THE TRAIN DISPATCHER Or, The Mystery of the Pay Car "Mr. Fry," said Ralph, studying the boy''s face for a moment or two, "What did Zeph say about Mr. Adair, mother?" inquired Ralph, as Mrs. Fairbanks again entered the sitting room. "Yes, you told me before," nodded Ralph--"clean hands this time." fellows," decided Ralph, "but I''ve got to get this hand car out of "That''s pretty lively going," commented Mr. Little, looking Ralph over "I''ve got the superintendent over the ''phone," said Mr. Little, as Ralph Ralph came out of the house with a thoughtful look on his face. jerky run the train slowed down at a crossing and Ralph and Glen left "Come on," said Glidden, and he opened the little office gate and Ralph "Good for you," said Ralph, and he started back to the relay station. Ralph had known the time when a good many of the boys and railroad men


id: 37038
title: Stories of the Railroad
author: Hill, John A. (John Alexander)
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  when I wanted advice I went to Jim. I was a young fellow then, and being without a home at either end of I turned red--I know I did--but I said, cool enough, "''Mother'' gave it He looked away from me, reached over and started the pump, and said: ''Lige enlisted the next day, saying "''Tain''t right for any man to stay switcher--said a man that didn''t know that firing for Jim Wainright was quitting time that night, I asked the Kid where they lived, and he said, back to the old road, as we went away--Jim Wainright and Kid know; it was the 170; so it was old man Alexander, he said--and that''s "I got my hero all right, though," said Marie; "you told me a big fib old home road, who had been a friend of father''s, and told him I wanted


id: 33634
title: The Night Operator
author: Packard, Frank L. (Frank Lucius)
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  "Believe I''ve got it!" echoed Regan, and his hand half-way to his mouth And so Regan went that afternoon from the super''s office over to Mrs. McCann''s short-order house, and up to Owsley''s room. "Regan," said Sammy Durgan, blinking fast, "you don''t know a man when "A blind man could see it," said Regan heavily, "but--Sammy Durgan!" Tommy Regan said the job fitted Flannagan, for it took a hard man for Carleton came back and got the rights of it from Regan--and said man--one of the whitest"--Regan sort of said it to himself--"old Dan "Tommy," he said in his big, quiet way, as his hand touched Regan''s man, and god-fathering wasn''t a job in Regan''s line, so when he got Regan stared after the old man, his eyes puckered, his face a little "You''ve been here long enough to know the way up," said Regan.


id: 34365
title: Held for Orders: Being Stories of Railroad Life
author: Spearman, Frank H. (Frank Hamilton)
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  The east and west section men could run away from them on hand cars; it roundhouse, saw the new yard master flirt his hand at the engineer, and now." And he went back to the man and asked when a train left again for cañons the track looks like a pair of long white streamers winding up "A man that could hold a train from Wind River here on whiskers, with himself swear, and Hailey looked ragged and thin, like the old depot, mountain-water like Hailey; they never will have a man--and they dump After he let go on the West End Hailey talked as if he would look up Bucks read again at the broken message, but Hailey sprang like a man McTerza''s ear, and he turned at the voice and the word like a man stung. their watches and looked at each other like men who had turned their


id: 40607
title: Excuse Me!
author: Hughes, Rupert
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  Mallory looked at his watch, and Marjorie''s hopes dropped like a When the porter said, "I''m afraid you got this lady''s seat," Miss "Ain''t seen nothin'' that even looks like one," said the porter. His last words floated down the aisle and met Mrs. Little Jimmie Wellington just returning from the Women''s Room, where Mallory nodded, and turned to Marjorie, with a sad, "Good night, "We had so little time to catch the train," Mallory stammered. Mallory restored Marjorie to her place in their car, and with smiles "Really!" said Mrs. Wellington, "Don''t you like tobacco?" Mallory stared and stared, till Marjorie said: way far longer, and Mallory and Marjorie felt like Pyramus and Thisbe "I''d love to, my dear," said Mrs. Wellington, "but I left home on Mallory and Marjorie heard the train-boy''s hum, but they tried to Who''s in there?" said Marjorie, and Mrs. Wellington,


id: 55624
title: The Young Train Dispatcher
author: Stevenson, Burton Egbert
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  There was a train coming in at the moment, and Allan paused to watch the "Well, it won''t take ye long, my boy; I know that," said Marney, his eyes "Yes," said Allan; "I saw the block coming. Train-dispatchers, it may be said in passing, have no time to waste; "I guess I''ll have to turn this over to you, sir," said Allan, looking at "All right, sir; I''ll catch it," said Allan, and he went down the steps "Th'' fact o'' th'' matter is, Allan," said Jack, in a low voice, as the boy "And then," Allan went on, "I thought I heard the trains come together, "I came on at 6.40," said Allan, "and went over all the orders on the "He waited until I had looked over the orders," said Allan, with a "Yes, it _is_ for you, Jack," said Allan, looking up, his eyes bright


id: 60787
title: Old Shag
author: Farnham, Bob
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  with a helper like the shaggy man!_ Maybe a guy shouldn''t believe everything he hears, but the trouble with Our first stop was Detroit, where we cut off all but three cars, and The fireman, much against the rules, but feeling safe with the engineer I got the engineer back on his seat. I tied him in place and then began pulling on the whistle cord like discovered a strange man in the cab with me. little guy, except for a wild, shaggy head of hair. I did as the shaggy man told me, and felt the speed of the train Nine cars and the Diesel ground slowly to a stop. on the sides of the second and third cars...." come back to the engine cab. I came to the second car and read the manifest label. The shaggy man was at my side. "It''s true," said the shaggy man.


