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November, 1949 - Milwaukee Road Archive

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How Well Do You Know<br />

Your Railroad?<br />

THIS month's offering for the<br />

people who know their railroad<br />

was taken by a man employed by<br />

a competitor line, but he enjoys<br />

reading The <strong>Milwaukee</strong> Magazine,<br />

particularly "How Well Do You<br />

Know Your Railroad?"<br />

Here are a couple of clues: The<br />

train is northbound, and the<br />

building at the left is a hotel.<br />

Among the many who guessed<br />

right on last month's picture was<br />

C. H. Coplen, an operator in Spokane,<br />

who stated that he had no<br />

trouble identifying the Plummer<br />

Junction station, since he was the<br />

first agent ever to serve in the<br />

building. That was in 1912. Conductor<br />

E. R. Burns of Alberton,<br />

Mont., identified the train as<br />

freight No. 264, eastbound from<br />

Malden, Wash., on the freight<br />

main line, while the track to the<br />

right is the line which goes via<br />

Spokane and is used mainly by<br />

passenger trains.<br />

P. W. Tift, chief operator at<br />

Plummer Junction, ventured the<br />

opinion that maybe it was Spokane<br />

Union Station.<br />

The "mystery picture" in the October<br />

issue. showing Plummllr Jet.. Idaho.<br />

The Right Man for Murder<br />

my car. Hardly had I done so when<br />

I saw, just ahead of me, a lady heading<br />

toward the chair car behind mine.<br />

I had met this lady at a party several<br />

days before and while she was possessed<br />

of much charm she was, to<br />

my experience, the world's greatest<br />

talker. I was appalled. Suppose she<br />

should see me and insist on carrying<br />

on our conversation from where we<br />

had left off!<br />

I wanted to relax. I had a good<br />

book, and I didn't want to talk all the<br />

way to Chicago. So I hung back for<br />

a step or two to hide behind some<br />

passengers who were going my way<br />

and in that fashion continued toward<br />

my car, from time to time glancing<br />

fearfully over my shoulder at the<br />

lady, who had .loitered and was quite<br />

near.<br />

£"..5 I approached my car I noticed<br />

that the porter was looking at me<br />

closely. When I presented my tickets<br />

he ignored them but asked me<br />

whether I had read about the frightful<br />

murder. Somewhat surprised by<br />

the remark, I replied that I had and<br />

that the morning paper had reported<br />

an arrest, although there was a doubt<br />

whether they had the right man.<br />

"No sir," said the porter, "I don't<br />

think they've caught the right man<br />

yet!" And with that he placed a viselike<br />

hand on my shoulder.<br />

For a moment I didn't know what<br />

to make of this. Just then someone<br />

I knew came along and spoke to me<br />

by name, whereat the porter took his<br />

hand from my shoulder, although<br />

somewhat uncertainly, and helped me<br />

into the car. It was only after I was<br />

seated that I realized he had noticed<br />

my stealthy and furtive approach and<br />

had decided I was the real murderer<br />

making a getaway under cover of a<br />

false arrest.<br />

I imagine he was disappointed<br />

about losing that reward.<br />

An advertisement in the June issue<br />

of Trains magazine publicized the<br />

fact that the <strong>Milwaukee</strong> <strong>Road</strong> wilt<br />

observe its lOath anniversary next<br />

year and, in preparation for the cerebration,<br />

is rooking for historicar data<br />

about the railroad and its predecessor<br />

lines. Among the responses it brought<br />

from rail fan readers was the forrowing<br />

story from Graham Bush, Mount<br />

Vernon, N. Y., which, while it has no<br />

historicar significance, is worth the<br />

re-teHing as an amusing experience.<br />

WAS around 1912 and I was<br />

I T making my annual visit to some<br />

cousins who had a summer place on<br />

Lake Michigan about 15 miles north<br />

of <strong>Milwaukee</strong>. Several days before<br />

I packed up to go home a brutal mur­<br />

16<br />

del' was committed in the vicinity.<br />

There was no clue to who did it, no<br />

apparent motive, and everyone in the<br />

neighborhood was jittery. Naturally,<br />

it was front page news and a large<br />

cash reward was offered for the caphire<br />

of the murderer.<br />

On the morning I was to go away<br />

the papers reported that a man had<br />

been arrested for the crime, but that<br />

there was some doubt as to whether<br />

he was the actual culprit. I had<br />

engaged Pullman space on the<br />

CM&StP express for Chicago, leaving<br />

<strong>Milwaukee</strong> at about 11 A.M. In due<br />

course I reached the station, took up<br />

my tickets, and when the train came<br />

in, started across the tracks toward<br />

-AND A PAIR OF<br />

SAFElY SHOES<br />

FOR TH' OLD MAN!<br />

The <strong>Milwaukee</strong> Magazine

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