I had been seated beside the stove, my arm stretched round it, when, noticing our great speed, I drew the conductor's attention to it.

He opened the side door to look out.

Just then the shock came and he got a frightful lick on the side of the head, and myself was thrown on top of the hot stove; but none of us were seriously hurt.
Again, once when making a trip to Kansas City and back, the whole Pullman train went off the track and down the embankment; and on the return journey we ran into an open switch and were derailed and one man killed.

Both might have been very serious affairs.
With the closing out of the Mortgage Company's interests of course my salaried employment came to an end.

But before closing this chapter it should be mentioned that I had in the meantime suffered a nasty accident by a pony falling back on me and fracturing one leg.