HECOMPENSE. I ((? A ppliMe In the so, Thinking thnt niw morrt A lon n ltfo Is a mytry 'TwonM eomo Ine!; to the shore, 'Tw.is thin s;ie throw my heart away. It sunk Into thu spa, r.nt tltr.c l roo 1, nnil yesterday 'XwHitflvpn bnolc to me. -Tom Masson, In New York flun. Polly WartlFlasman." BY AMIKRT M. STHONO. OLLY WARD bad a grievance. Tears of nngry disap pointment alo3d in her eyes mi she Rat under tbe 1 o w spreading bran che of the old elm tree in tbe front vard of hor pretty littlo homo, end all thin had been canned by tlio big, broad-shouldered young fellow who war now mak ing hi way Across the open prairio to the "Q" round house, dinnor basket in hand aud with the usual roll of overclothes under his arm. The Brotherhood of Railroad Fire men were to give the first dance of the enson that night, and Joe Qninn, the bright young engineer, with whom Tolly had been keoping company for over a your, hail promisod to take tor, and now, just as the evening shades were falling, and it was nearly limn to don the pretty dress mado with nch loving care for the event, he had como to the house and told her that it wonld bo impossible for him to keep his engagement He had been called to go out on No. 5, the "Lim ited," and could not get off. It was enough to vex a saint, thought Polly. John Ward, Polly's father, had been in the employ of the "Q" oompany for many years and bad risen from a position as a laborer to that of fore man of the round house. On the night of which wo write he had been home to his supper and had been obliged to return to the shops again to complete some ivpsirs torn locomotive that could not wait. Polly was alone, and, with nothing else to do, Bat un der the big tree and grieved over her lover's defection. Across the level prairie she conld dimly see in the growing dusk the out linos of the monster shops and engine house. On the turntable track, down near the water tank, she saw the bright rays of an electrio headlight that she well know was on the big "ten-wheeler" that her lover was to rnn that night. She could see the flaring "torches" of Qninn and his fireman as they worked around the ponderous mnchine, getting her ready for the mad rush of the fast limited express. The mellow tones of the engine bell, oftened by the intervening distance, floated across the plain, rousing Polly from her reverie, and tolling her that her lover had started for the passen ger station in the city, two miles way. She watched tbe headlight un til it disappeared around the curves, nd was about to start for the house, when her attention was attracted by Toices on the other Bide of the tight board fonoe that inolosed one side of the lot scarcely ten feet from where ahe sat. "Tell you it's a dead sure go if we only hustle. That's Qninn backing down now on the 57. He'll run the life of 'em out of hore, and a couple of good oak tios stuck in that trestle will do tho job slick enough. Nobody will be watching very oloso, and wo ean aueak the safe into the woods easy enough." "Bill," said a second voice, "I don't just fancy killing snob, a lot of people as that'll do. Can't we flag 'em at the trestle 'n go through the oar same as the other gangs do? Thore's six of 'lis, 'n we ought to bluff that express wan easy onough." "No uro to talk about it now, Batik," responded the first speaker. "Tho boys have got the thing all fixed n we can't change it now. Come on, we'll have to rnn if we get to Rook Creek before Quinn does." As they finished their low-toned, harried talk two men came from be hind the fenoe and started on a ran down the road toward the railroad track. Polly was a bright, quick-witted girl aud geuerally very self-reliant, but now ulie stood in the black shad ows of the big trej, completely para lyzed by the atrocity of tbe awful plan those men had revealed. They wore going; to wreck No. 5 to rob the express Rate. How could she give the alarm in time to avert this terrible saoritlce of human life? It was over half a mile from her house across the prairie to the shops, aud from them it was nearly m far to the main track, to reach which one would have to cross the intricate tracks of the great switching yards, which at this time in the year were jro dad with grain oars. Could she got to the shops, find some one trust worthy, tell her story to them, and till leave time enough for her messen ger to reach the main traok to stop the train? While these questions were flashing through her bcain the little dock in tho hall chimed the half hour. It was half-past 8 and the train left the oity at 0, She had only thirty miuutes left. Suddenly she started toward tbe house on a run, orying. . "I can do itl I kuotv I oan.' ' On Joe's last trip in she had given a little lawn party, and Quinn, with the characteristic love of a railroad man for light and color, had brought over from the shops a lot of railroad lan terns, white; blue, red and green, to bang in the trees, and now they were tacked in tho hall awaitiug their re turn to the tftore room. In a second foil was beside the pile, holding first one, then another between her eyes and tho great arc light at the shops. She Roon found what sho wanted, a rod one, and with it clasped in her arms ran to tho kitchen for matches with which to light it. Match after match was struck, only to go out, but at last success crowned her efforts and the light burned bright and clear ; in another moment she was speeding down the road toward the track, baroheaded, thiuking only of Joe and the awful fate that awaited him if sho were not in time. Leaving the oity of the 0. B. and Q. rood runs south nearly two miles in almost a straight line, then makes a long curve to the loft and straightens out to the east. In tho in ner radius of this curve the company located the shops and switching yards, and a littlo farther baok, and east of the shops, had laid out a little town for its employes. On. the street near est the shops was tbe home of the Wards, and this street crossed the railroad nearly a mile from their house, and considerably moro than that from tbe yards. Polly was thoroughly familiar with all tho surrounding country, for, in the stumor just passed, on tbe pleas ant Sunday afternoons, the big en gineer would take tbe little maid for a long walk, and, lover like, wonld choose the least frequented paths. Ono of their favorite rambles had been down the shady street to the railroad and occasionally down the railroad traok through "Quinlan's Cut" to Rock Creek. She knew the place well. It was at the foot of a short bnt Very heavy grade, and, as the road left the deep rock cut, named after the contractor who hail blasted it through, it ran over a high embank ment and Around a curve to Rook Creek, which it crossed on a trestle thirty feet above the stony bed of the little stream. The trees in the bot tom obscured the view of the bridge even in daylight, and at night no headlight would show on it until it would be too late to stop. It was the intersection of the street and the railroad at the top of the grade that Polly waa straining every nerve to reach before the threatened train should arrive. Down in the city Engineer Quinn had looked over the train regiotef a id bulletin boards in the truia dispatch er's office, and was baok where his en gine waa standing, just outside the passenger shed. Torch in hand he was taking one last look at the massive machinery before starting on this his first passenger rnn. The train was re ported ten minutes late, and he had in his pocket an order from the superin tendent to make up that lost time over his division. "Did you fill these rod cups, Tim?" he called to his fireman, who was busy in tbe oab of the engine. "Oi did, sor." "Say, Joe did ye cut out th' drivor brake?" asked Murphy. "I had to. Some one got to monkey ing with tbe pipe and broke tbe con nection. Maybe we won't noed it ; if we do she's got a mighty good lever and a hundred and sixty pounds of steam, and that'll answer, I guess." Hello ! Here she comes," called Joe, as the bright headlight of an ap proaching train shot into the farther end of the big passenger station. I he engine waa soon coupled to the oars and in a few minutes the huge maonine was drawing its long, heavily laden train out of the dopot. Joe at throttle, vigilant and cautious, care fully watching the little varicolored lights on the semaphores, and running slowly until the crowded confines of the oity should be paasod. All the worry and vexation of the long wait at the station for the delayed train had vanished, and now, with the oool night air blowiug in his face, the engineer was filled with tho exhilaration that is known ouly by those hardy fellows who drive the iron horse ; that knowl edge of mastery over the powerful ma onine that seems almost human in its work ; that obeys almost the slightest touoh. Soon the oity is left behind ana as he nears the long curve at the outer j arils and sees tbe lost sema phore signals at "safety" he gives the throttle lever a light pull. Under the inoreased pressure tbe iron giant leaps lorwara like a thing of life. Meantime how fared it with the lit tle woman we left flying down the street? Polly reaohod the road crossing out of breadth and trembling like a leaf. She stopped in the middle of the traok and listened. The train had not paused; of this she was sure; she would have seen it from tbe road if it had. Ah I A bright light is danoing on the rails at the end of the curve, and now she oan plaiuly hear the low rum ble of the heavy train on the rails. A momojut later the brilliant eleotrio headlight is throwing its powerful rays down the line, and cow, for the first time since she left the houBe, she thinks to look at her lantern and is al most frozen with horror to find it had gone out A little glowing coal still on the wiok told its own story : It was ont of oil. "God help me now. What shall I do?" cried the girl in an agony of dis tress, as she held the glistening shape at arms' length and oould see no sign of light within the dark globe. Then, even as the hoarse uo4 of tbe duplex whistle broke ou the night air, giving the crossing signal, less than eighty rods away, there came to her mind, as plaiuly as if she had seen the very incident he told of, a story of her eugineer lover that would save his life now. One bright afternoon in the sum mer, Polly was sitting on the porch sewing, while Joe lounged ou the steps at her feet. He had told her many tales of thrilling interest of life on the road, and many showing the humor ous tide of the men of his vocation. She had been listening attentively. and while watching his facij as he told of a particularly exciting event in his own life, her loving eyes had discov ered a little Rear, only a faint line now, on bis forohea 1. "What did that, Joe?" she asked, as she pushed back the curly hair that she might see it plainly. "Oh, a brakenian ont ou the Cen tral Branch. Hit me with a lantern." "Why, Joe? Wore you fighting?" "Fighting? Not much. Why, my dear, that man saved my life when he did that." "Tell me about it, please, Joo," pleaded his pretty listener. "It happened when I was running that little passenger engine on the branch, four years ago. I had been out all day on a 'special,' two officers' cars full of big officials on a tour of inspection. When we got to the end of tbe road, they deoidod that they must go back to E that night. It had commenced to rain aud it was as dark as the" "Joe?" "Well, so dark you couldn't seo anything. I had broken my headlight chimney and couldn't get an extra one there, so I put a white lantern in the headlight reflector, and it gave just enough light to show any one on the track that we were coming, and that was about all. "We got orders about 9 o'clock and pulled ont with, as we supposed, a clear track. I had made about seventy of the ninety-five milos we had to go, and was sailing them along about forty-five or fifty miles an hour, when something oame through the front window of ray cab, hit me square in face and dropped into my lap. I picked it up and knew what it was the minute I touched it ; a lantern, and a red one at that. "I set my brake, pulled tile sand lever open and reversed her. She skated along a iittle way and then stopped with a sud.ien -ar. When I got down cn the ground I found she had peked he; noss under a freight caboose. If it hadn't been for that 'brakie' and his red light, I'd a split that train wide open, and you'd prob ably had some other follow in tow now. "You see, t was this way. The freight had been running ahead cf us and had broke do-vu. Tae conductor Uad tent his flag oat all light, cut the brakenian, running back over the wet and slippery ties, had stumbled and fell, putting out both his lanterns. He had matches, but he was wet through, and of course the matches were ruined. He had started to go back to the ca boose to light his lamps when he heard me whistle for a road crossing a little piece back. Then he ran towards mo, got as fir as he oould, aud, just as I passed him, fired his lantern through the window. "Pretty good scheme that. Wasn't it?" . This was the story that photo graphed itself on Polly's brain as she stood in the track of the black mon ster that was so rapidly nearing her. Perfectly cool now, sho stepped to the side of the track, and, with uplifted arm, braced herself to take, as she thought, the only chance to save her lover from an awful death. On the engine Joe, as soon as he got out on the straight track, could see something on the crossing. A few seoonds brought him near enough to see who it was, and knowing full well it could be no trifling matter that had brought his little sweetheart there at that time of night, and alone, he shut off steam and applied the air brake. Then, as he got down on the step, pre pared to get oft as soon as tho speed of the train slackened sufficiently, he said to his fireman : "Stop her, Tim, and baok up for me. Murphy had hardly straightened up on the footboard when there oame a crash of broken glass, a blow ou the shoulder from some heavy objeot, and a shattered red lantern lay on the "deok" at his feet. "Howly Moses I Pf what's dthat? Me shoulder's broke intirely." A glance at the bent frame and broken glass lying in the bright light of the open . firebox door told him, and the reverse lever of the powerful looomotive went back with a jump, a stream of sand was pouring down on the rails beneath the big driving wheels, and the little Irishman at tbe throttle was giving the ten-wheeler the full bonefit of the 160 pounds of steam she oarried. - Hearing the crasa as tae lantern went through the window, Quinn took desperate chanoes, and as the engine cleared the orossing, jumped to the ground. Tbe spead of the train was so great that he was unable to keep his feet, and he rolled into the ditoh beside the track. He was on his feet again in an instant and, running back to the crossing, found Polly's slender form lying in the road ; for the first time in her vigorous young life she had fainted. When she opened her eyes her head waa on Joe's broad breast and the blue and gold oonduotor, lantern in hand, was eyeing her severely, while a small but rapidly growing crowd of passengers stood around and wondered what had happened. Her story was soon told and as ahe was on her way baok home under the protection of the baggagemaster, Quinn went thundering down the hill with the light engine, her oab and tender crowded with an armed posse recruited from among the passengers, and led by that musoular little Irish man, Murphy, who sported a murder ous looking Winchester borrowed from the express messenger. The engineer knew where to stop now, and as they slipped up to the end of the trestle they saw a skulking figure make for the woods. Murphy sent a shot or two after it, but when the party searched the woods in tbe bottom there was no sign of any of the cob bers to be found. In the timbers of the bridge between the rails they found four big oak ties so placed that they would surely have thrown the train to the rooks below. What bocarue of Polly, do yon ask? A short time ago I received a copy of a paper published in that con tained amontr the marriage notices that of Mr. Joseph Qninn and Miss Polly Ward, and in another column I found an extended notioe of the event that gave a list of the presents and tbe donors thereof. Among them were a check from an English earl for one hundred guineas, a fine piano from a San Francisco gentleman, a beautiful set of solid silver from the Adams Express Co., and from the C. B. k Q. Railway Co. a deed for a handsome house and lot in the oity. Many others sent beautiful and useful pres ents, and I am creditably informed that the two gifts, almost holy in the eyes of Mr, Polly, are an elegant little watch from the Brotherhood of Locomotive Engineers, inscribed, "To Polly Qninn, from the B. of L. E. 'A memory of Rock Creek.' " and a watch charm in tbe shape of a shield, made of solid gold. On one side was traced, "Polly Ward Flagman ;" on the other was the crossed red and green flags, the insignia of the Brotherhood of Railway Trainmen, who had elected the young lady an honorary member of the largest organization of railroad men on earth. Washington Star. Curious Properties of the Rnby. The chief scientiflo interest of the ruby corundum flows from the extra ordinary peculiarities of structure that it presents, as.well as from the mys terious qualities that determine its striking color. It is found in crys tals of a gre it variety of shape, but all having a tendency to the peculiar habit of growth known to crystallog raphers an "twinning." By testing crystals of corundum with polarized light, its structure is found to be won derfully complex, and under the mi croscope its exterior face is covered with a strange network of sculpture, indiobtive of molecular changes. But probably tbe most interesting thing about the corundum crystal is the fact that it is nearly always found to have inclosed and surrounded some foreign body or other, tf hich lies imprisoned in its midst. Stranger still is the fact that these "included" foreign bodies lie generally disposed of in planes meeting each other at au angle of sixty degrees, the result being to pro duce the phenomenon of "asterism," which is the term given to the white (tar of light which is observable on oertain jewels cut with a rounded sur face. Very frequently the imprisoned body is a minute bubble of gas or drop of liquid, containing sometimes little crystals of its own. Tbe micro scopic cavities containing these things are often very numerous. For a long time the nature of the gas and fluid contained in the cavities remained a mystery. Tbe English philosopher, Brewster, was induced to investigate the subject by hearing that a ruby which au Edinburgh jeweler had placed in his mouth had exploded while in that position with unpleasant results. Other investigators followed, and it has now beeu made certain that tbe fluid is no other than liquid car bolio acid gas, reduced to that condi tion, by being under great pressure. Jewelers' Circular. Circus Horses Costly and Hard Worked, "A good circus horse is a most ex pensive purchase," said a trainer to a writer for Harrison's Magazine, "as you may judge when I tell you that J. frequently pay as much as $1500 for a single animal before it has been trained. I have one blaok horse now in my possession which I would not part with for $2000, although it is only employed iu the ring. Last year when I was exhibiting near New York City a New York millionaire and his family visited my exhibition and were so much impressed with the beauty and graee of this noble animal that he offers ! me $1300 for hor, but I declined the offer. An ordinary thoroughbred Kentuoky horse bought for $1500 is worth to me when thor oughly trained for thecirous ring any where" from $2500 to $3000. Amori oan thoroughbred horses, although they are more Aiflioult to train by rea son of their fine organizations and ex citability, are far and away the best animals for performing purposes. They stand work and are fit to be put in harness soon after going through their trick. I am tbe owuer of 300 horses, aud I guarantee that every one of them is sound and perfect. Re member, a horse for my purpose has tc be sagacious, aud I rejeot an end less number before fixing on a clever one. Horses differ entirely as regards intellect. As au instanoe, I may tell you that two and one-half years is oo ocpied in training some horses, while two or three months may sullloe lor tbe thorough tuition of other. I took nine months, by the way, to teaoh a horse to catob a ball in his mouth, but by far the hardest task is to induoe a big horse to jump overapony. I expect to give this act duriirfc the season." Humbug Written About Hypnotslm. "There has been a great deal of stuff aud nonsense written about hypno tism, as if it were something very ab struse," said an Aroh street physician. "In fact, it is au everyday phase of mental abstraction. Anyone may hypnotize himself in a few miuutes by closing his eyes, directing them in ward and downward, and theu, imag ining his breath to be vapor, watching its inhalation aud expulsion from the nostrils. Babies invariably look cross eyed before going to sleep, in this way produoing what hypnotists call 'trans fixion.' Fishermen often hypnotize themselves watching a oork on a sur face of shieling water. An hour passes as if it were a few minute." Phila delphia Reoord, Demure nnrt Coquettish Summer Coiffure. A TOCTHFUt, A snmmer coiffure that is both de mure and oocvuettish at the same time calls for three deep waves on both sides of the bead, beginning on the temples. The ears are oovered by the puffs, and the hnirin the back, whioh also is waved, is brought to a point just a little distance below the crown of the head, where it is made into two loops, and is tied with abright ribbon that ia arranged in a A Cycle That Drives Itself. The latest conception of the inven tive geniuses who cater to the require ments of the wheel world is the motor cycle. The novelty is intended to take the place of buggies and carriages, and is designed to be of service at all seasons of the year, and in every kind of going. The tires are fully four inches in diameter, and vibration is reduced to a minimum. The motive power is produced by coal oil, and as soon as the rider takes his seat securely the machine does the rest. A gallon of oil will drive the single seat motor 200 miles, while twice the quantity will send tbe new four-wheeled con trivance a similar distance with three passengers aboard. The four-wheeler seems destined to a long lease of popularity. It prao tically consists of two ladies' bicycles connected by a carriage seat in which three passengers can seat themselves comfortably. Tho speed can be con- rOB ONE TO BIDS ON. trolled at the operator's will, but just bow fast a "scorcher" may send it along will not be known with any de gree of aoouracy until tbe practical (peed trial is held on some date in the near future. The designer has long been before the publio with his air ship theories, and now that he has got down to terra flrma tbe chances are that his idoas will be found of practical utility. Ex perts who have examined tbe two types )f cycles shown in the aooomnanying cuts think they are destined to play a prominent part among the season's inventions. Should a tithe of the in ventor's hopes be realized, the publio must be prepared to see citizens glid ing along with far less waste of en ergy than is required to climb an ele vator stairs or sprint from the side walk to catoh a surface oar. With a motor cycle, a gallon of oool oil, and A BlCtCW. DUILT rOB TWO. a box of matches, the veriest cripple will be able to hold his own with the most muscular prodigy bestriding a wheel New York Sun. An American Girl's Badge of Bravery, Miss Jennie Greek, who is the youngest person probably who was ever decorated by the French Order of the Legion of Honor, is a half or phan, and lives with tbe family of Samuel Personett, near Millgrove, Blackford County, Ind. She is one of five poor children, whose father is a woodsman, near Gillman, Ind. She ia only ten years old. On September 10, 1893, when she ran down the track waving her little apron to stop a Pennsylvania train loaded with people returning from the World's Fair, that was rushing toward a burning bridge, ahe was barefoot and half-clad. Her foster parents were laboring in a field, and also barefoot. With disheveled hair and frightened as a hare, tbe passen gers caught little Jennie aud oarried her through tbe oar. The women petted her and the men gave her money. After the story reached the railroad offioials they sent her a pats for her self and foster parents to the World's Fair, enabling her to see a show that was only dimly outlined in hor ohilr Uh dreams. The medal came to he COIFFCR2. defiant group of two loops and two notched ends. This is a very youthful frame for any face, and is the favorite coiffure of Miss Scott, the niece of Vioe-President Stevenson. The ribbon in her hair is usually white, as that is her favorite color for evening gowns. The hair can be parted in front and trained t0 curve slightly before being made into the deep waves. New York Journal. by mail accompanied by a diploma in French. Jennie is very proud of her medal, and has become the most fa- JEHNTB CHEEK. mous person in all tbe country round. New York Recorder. The Summer Slipper, She who aspires to be fashionable must have as many slippers in her summer wardrobe as she has evening gowns. Satin slippers to match the gown are always in favor, but at pres-' ent the black slipper rules the hour. A new black satin slipper is adorned with a rosette of blaok gauze whioh glistens with gilt spangles. A patent- leather novelty has an odd-shaped strap over the instep which fastens with small rhinestone buttons. The slippor is ornauicuted by a black moire bow caught with a round rhinestone buckle. No fashionable slipper is without a buckle. The buokles vary from inexpensive silver clasps to cost ly affairs sot in jewels. Rhinestones, whioh are in reach of tbe avsrage woman's purse, always make an ef fective buckle. Sew York World. Nestor ot the Senate, Senator Sherman, of Ohio, recently oompleted a term ot servioe in the United States Senate equal to that of Senator Benton's, whose service of twenty-nine years, two months and twenty-seven days had nntil now exceeded that of any United State Senator. Mr. Sherman entered the Senate Maroh 23, 1801. He served continuously until Maroh 8, 1877, when he entered Mr. Hayes' Cabinet, and re-entered the Senate Maroh 4, JOHN SHEBMAH, 1881. He has served continuously ainoe, and hi present term will not expire until 1899.
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