Held for Orders: Being Stories of Railroad Life — John Shaqi
Held for Orders: Being Stories of Railroad LifeSpearman, Frank H. (Frank Hamilton)
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Held for Orders: Being Stories of Railroad Life
Spearman, Frank H. (Frank Hamilton)
Fiction; Railroad stories; Short stories, American
Aloysius McGrath was a little sweeper; but he was an aspiring one, for
even a sweeper may aspire, and in point of fact most of them do aspire.
Aloysius worked in the roundhouse at the head of the Wind River pass on
the West End Mountains. It is an amazingly rough country; and as for
grades, it takes your breath merely to look down the levels. Three per
cent, four per cent, five per cent--it is really frightful! But Aloysius
was used to heavy falls; he had begun working for the company as a
sweeper under Johnnie Horigan, and no engineer would have thought of
running a grade to compare with Johnnie's headers.
Horigan was the first boss Aloysius ever had. Now Aloysius, if caught
just right, is a very pretty name, but Johnnie Horigan could make
nothing whatever of it, so he called Aloysius, Cooney, as he said, for
short--Cooney McGrath--and, by the way, if you will call that McGraw, we
shall be started right. As for Horigan, he may be called anything; at
least it is certain that on the West End he has been called everything.
Johnnie was ordinarily boss sweeper. He had suffered numerous
promotions--several times to wiper, and once to hostler; but his
tendency to celebrate these occasions usually cost him his job, and he
reverted to sweeping. If he had not been such an inoffensive, sawed-off
little old nubbin he wouldn't have been tolerated on the pay rolls; but
he had been with the company so long and discharged so often that
foremen grew tired of trying to get rid of him, and in spite of his very
regular habits, he was hanging on somewhere all the time.
[Illustration: Cooney]
When Johnnie was gone, using the word in at least two senses, Aloysius
Cooney McGrath became, _ipso facto_, boss sweeper. It happened first one
Sunday morning, just after pay day, when Johnnie applied to the foreman
for permission to go to church. Permission was granted, and Johnnie
started for church; but it is doubtful whether he ever found it. At all
events, at the end of three weeks he turned up again at the roundhouse,
considerably the worse for his attempt to locate the house of
prayer--which he had tried to find only after he had been kicked out of
every other place in town.
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