Show I STORY OF KATE SHELLEY Conductor Paine Remembers the Heroine Her-oine of Years Ago Railroad life furnishes now and then a story of real heroism Here is one from the WorldHerald Thrilling stories are not the only kind told of the furious dash of the Northwestern North-western fast mail on its initial trip from Chicago to Omaha last Monday night for one ot pathos and sentiment is now being reaated among the trainmen train-men i I is of Conductor Free Paine who I took the train at Boone As his fiercely fierce-ly roaring train flew over Honey creek near the Des Moines river he stood at the door of a car and waved his lantern toward a farm house on a nearby hill and the memories of other days came back to him as he saw the answering I light in that house disappearing in the distance I was the home of Kate Shelley Nearly a score of years ago one dark and stormy night a flood carried away the bridge over Honey ere k Kate Shelley then a little school girl of 15 years looked out from her home upon the storm and saw no bridge Knowing that twenty miles to the west a passenger train was bearing i down upon that torrentfilled abyss she at once started toward the little station of Scranton to give warning With only a lantern she arrived at the trestle bridge crossing the Des Moines river and ere the light could be of any service to her it was blown out Soon So-on her hands and knees in the storm and wind she crossed the bridge over the rushing river and arrived at Scranton just in time to intercept the train Free Paine was the conductor of that train and as once again he was speed ing across the country on a wild night ride he saluted the little girl now a woman who saved his life at Honey creek nearly twenty years ago |