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"They had just got the wrecking traina switch, had flipped the tender of the backing

engine and slipped froainst it He knew it, too, for the ot

to hi only for a priest

"I tried every way I could think of to get him free from the wheels

Two of us crawled under the tender to try to figure it out But he lay

so jammed between the front wheel and the hind one, and tender trucks

are so sether that to save our lives we

could neither pull ahead nor back the engine without further

him

"As I talked to him I took his hand and tried to explain that to free

him we should have to jack up the truck He heard, he understood, but

his eyes, glittering like the eyes of a wounded animal with shock,

wandered uneasily while I spoke, and when I had done, he closed therapple with the pain Presently a hand touchedopen his coat knelt beside us He was a

spare old ht, for much