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
And after he died, miserable wreck of a man--and of a very great
man--the Spider woke and took his pawky bridge and tied up the main line
for two weeks and set us crazy--for we were already losing our grip on
the California fast freight business. But at that time Hailey was
superintendent of bridges on the West End.
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His father was a section foreman. When Hailey was a kid--a mere kid--he
got into Brodie's office doing errands; but whenever he saw a
draughtsman at work he was no good for errands. At such times he went
all into a mental tangle that could neither be thrashed nor kicked out
of him, though both were conscientiously tried by old man Hailey and
Superintendent Brodie; and Brodie, since he could do nothing else with
him, finally kicked him into learning to read--and to cipher, Brodie
called it. Then, by and by, Hailey got an old table and part of a cake
of India ink himself, and himself became a draughtsman, and soon, with
some cursing from Brodie and a "Luk a' that now!" from his paralyzed
daddy, became chief draughtsman in Brodie's office. Hailey was no
college man--Hailey was a Brodie man. Single mind on single
mind--concentration absolute. Mathematics, drawing, bridges,
brains--that was Hailey. But no classics except Brodie, who himself was
a classic. All that Brodie knew, Hailey had from him; and where Brodie
was weak, Hailey was strong--master of himself. When Brodie shamed the
image he was made in, Hailey hid the shame best he could,--though never
touched or made it his own--and Brodie, who hated even himself, showed
still a light in the wreck by molding Hailey to his work. For, one day,
said Brodie in his heart, this boy shall be master of these bridges.
When I am rot, he will be here what I ought to have been--this Irish
boy--and they will say he was Brodie's man. And better than any of these
dough-heads they send me out, better than any of their Eastern graduates
he shall be, if he was made engineer by a drunkard. And Hailey was
better, far, far better than the graduates, better than Brodie--and to
Hailey came the time to wrestle the Spider.
Stronger than any man before or since he was for that work. All Brodie
knew, all the Indians knew, all that a life's experience, eating,
living, watching, sleeping with the big river had taught him, that
Hailey knew. And when Brodie's bridge went out, Hailey was ready with
his new bridge for the Spider Water which should be better than
Brodie's, just as he was better than Brodie. It was to be such a bridge
as Brodie's bridge with the fire-water left out. And the plans for a
Howe truss, two pier, two abutment, three span, pneumatic caisson bridge
to span the Big Sandy River were submitted to headquarters.
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