Snow on the headlight : $b a story of the great Burlington strikeWarman, Cy
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Snow on the headlight : $b a story of the great Burlington strike
Warman, Cy
Burlington Strike, 1888 -- Fiction; Strikes and lockouts -- Fiction
"I have a little motto of my own," said the engineer, with his quiet
smile, "which makes the delay of an express train inexcusable, and I was
repeating it to George, as I had done scores of times before. It is that
there are only two places for an express train; she should either be on
time or in the ditch. It may have been rather reckless advice to a new
runner, but I was feeling a mite reckless myself; but, above all the
grief and disappointments (for the disgrace of my fireman's downfall was
in a measure mine) arose the desire that Blackwings should not be
disgraced; such is the love of the engineer for his engine."
The old engineer had shown much feeling, more than was usual for him to
display, while talking about his engine, and the reporter was impressed
very favorably. "This has been most interesting to me," said the
journalist; "and now I must leave you to your book, or to your bed,"
and then the two men shook hands again and parted.
* * * * *
It was almost midnight when a closed carriage stopped at the general
office of the Burlington Company, and the man who had been representing
_The London Times_ stepped out.
The Philosopher, who was still on duty, touched his cap and led the
visitor to the private office of the general manager.
"By Jove, Watchem," said the railway man, advancing to meet his visitor,
"I had nearly given you up--what success?"
"Well," said the great detective, removing his heavy coat, "I have had a
talk with Moran. Why, I know that fellow; he is the hero of the
celebrated Thorough-cut train robbery, and he ought to be wearing a
medal instead of irons."
"What! for attempting to blow up an engine?" asked the general manager.
"He never did it," said the dark man positively. "He may know who did
do it, but he will not tell, and he ought to be discharged."
"He will never be until he is proved innocent," said the railroad man.
"One of the conditions," began the detective deliberately, "upon which I
took charge of this business was that I should have absolute control of
all criminal matters and I am going to ask you to instruct the
prosecuting attorney's office to bring this man before Judge Meyer
to-morrow morning and ask that he be discharged."
"The prosecuting attorney will never consent," said the general manager.
"He believes the man guilty."
"And what do I care for his opinion or his prejudice? What does it
matter to the average attorney whether he convicts or acquits, so long
as his side wins? Before we proceed further with this discussion, I want
it distinctly understood that Dan Moran shall be released at once. The
only spark of pleasure that comes into the life of an honest detective,
to relieve the endless monotony of punishing the wicked, is the pleasure
of freeing those wrongfully accused. Dan Moran is innocent; release him
and I will be personally responsible for him and will agree to produce
him within twenty-four hours at any time when he may be wanted."
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