"Don't Cry, Dear; Hal Is Following The Car And The
Conductor Is Going To Stop The Train."
Giving her a hasty embrace, I ran back to the end of the last car, and
sure enough, there was Hal, the old Hal, bounding along with tail high
up and eyes sparkling, showing that the blood of his ancestors was
still in his veins.
The conductor did not stop the train, simply
because the soldiers did not give him an opportunity. They turned the
brakes and then held them, and if a train man had interfered there
would have been a fight right then and there.
As soon as the train was stopped Faye and Ryan were the first to go
for the dogs, but by that time the hounds thought the whole affair
great fun and objected to being caught - at least Ryan's dog objected.
The porter in our car caught Hal, but Ryan told him to let the dog go,
that he would bring the two back together. This was shrewd in Ryan,
for he reasoned that Major Carleton might wait for an officer's dog,
but never for one that belonged to only an enlisted man; but really it
was the other way, the enlisted men held the brakes. The dogs ran back
almost a mile to the water tank, and the conductor backed the train
down after them, and not until both dogs were caught and on board
could steam budge it ahead.
The major was in temporary command of the regiment at that time.
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