Lightning Express : $b or, The rival academiesOptic, Oliver
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Lightning Express : $b or, The rival academies
Optic, Oliver
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Railroad stories
I took my cap and left the house, after an attempt to declare that I
felt no ill-will towards the major, who, however, would not permit
me to finish the sentence. The catastrophe had come. The hint that
the sooner our family left Middleport, the better it would suit the
magnate, seemed to indicate an intention on his part to drive us out
of the town. When I reached home, I found my father there. The mandate
dismissing him had already been sent to him. We talked the matter over
for a time; and while we both regretted Tommy’s misfortune, we agreed
that it would be better for both of us to work for half the wages we
had been receiving, rather than be the slaves of the little magnate.
For my own part, I felt that I had borne enough from Tommy. I was
willing to be tried on the facts of the case, for I think no one will
say that I ought to have submitted to being put out of the cars, after
I had paid my fare, just to gratify the petty malice of the little
tyrant. I had done my duty faithfully, even while the president of the
Lake Shore Railroad had been willing to sacrifice the interest of the
concern for the sake of ruining me.
In the afternoon, when it was time for the train to arrive from Ucayga,
I went to the station. The Lightning Express had not appeared, and it
did not come till half an hour behind time. In spite of his sufferings,
Tommy still felt an interest in the outside world, and insisted that
Lewis Holgate should have the locomotive. His father could not deny his
request, though he knew that Lewis was incompetent. The engineer, whom
the major had engaged, refused to serve as fireman under a boy, and the
steamboat hand was retained in this position. The trains east and west
had waited that day for the Lightning Express, or the passengers would
have been compelled to lie over.
The next day, Lewis did a little better; but in the course of the week
he was behind time twice; and once the conductors on the other lines
refused to wait. But Tommy obstinately declined to permit his friend
to be superseded by the experienced engineer who ran the dummy. Lewis
declared that it was not his fault that the train was behind time; but
I knew that he was lacking in judgment. He did not understand when to
ease off the machine and when to crowd on the steam. He had no talent
or fitness for his occupation.
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