St Nicholas [serial] . d justover Alexs head. Yes, stop! Stop! cried the foreman. ve got us. No use being foolhardy. Leaning over, he addressed the men here, he said persuasively, cant youfellows see that Big Tony is only using you tomake trouble for me, because I fired him forloafing and stealing? The men were silent a moment, then one ofthem addressed Alex. Boy, is dat true? Every word of it, said Alex, earnestly. AndI would have heard all about it at the station ifthey had intended cutting your wages, or bring-ing others here to take your places. Den I believe it, said
St Nicholas [serial] . d justover Alexs head. Yes, stop! Stop! cried the foreman. ve got us. No use being foolhardy. Leaning over, he addressed the men here, he said persuasively, cant youfellows see that Big Tony is only using you tomake trouble for me, because I fired him forloafing and stealing? The men were silent a moment, then one ofthem addressed Alex. Boy, is dat true? Every word of it, said Alex, earnestly. AndI would have heard all about it at the station ifthey had intended cutting your wages, or bring-ing others here to take your places. Den I believe it, said the Pole. The man with the pistol returned it to hispocket. I am sorry I shoot, he said. And now, what about the train ? inquiredthe foreman. Did you touch the switch? In the look of guilt the foreigners turned onone another he saw the alarming answer. Whip-ping out his watch, he held it to the light. Alex, he said sharply, you have just tenminutes to catch that train at the Junction! If 1909.] THE YOUNG RAILROADERS 23. PULLING OFF HIS CAP, HE HELD IT OVER THE BULL S-EYE, ALTER-NATELY COVERING AND UNCOVERING THE STREAM OF LIGHT. you dont get her she s gone!There s not time now to get downto the main line to flag her! Before he had ceased speakingAlex had his cap over the light andwas once more flashing an urgentBX! BX! BX! while below theforeigners looked on, now with ananxiety equal to that of the two onthe tower. BX! Qk! Qk! flashed the lan-tern. The station light em ! cried Alex. Just tell them first to stopNumber 20 at the Junction, saidthe foreman. All right! responded Alex,and while the rest watched in pro-found silence, he signaled: STOP NUMBER 20 ATJUNCTION. SPUR SWITCHIS THROWN. GOT IT? As Alex read off the promptlyflashed OK, the foreman sprangto his feet and gave a shout thatwas a wild hurrah. He caught Alexunder one arm, carried him clownthe ladder, and there hoisted him,despite his objections, to the shoul-ders of two of the Poles, whowere now as en
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