Bill Jackson came and stood at the captain's side.

He had not been far from Woodhull all day long.

"Ye're a nacherl damned fool, Sam Woodhull," said he.

"Who 'lected ye fer train captain, an' when was it did?
If ye don't like the way this train's run go on ahead an' make a train o' yer own, ef that's way ye feel.

Pull on out to-night.