"Well, I'll tell you that by and by.

Here comes the train and I better take charge of the ship.

Anything so responsible as seein' the cars come in without me to help would give Issy the jumpin' heart disease." He sprang from the truck and hastened toward the door of the station.
Phinney, rising to follow him, saw, over the dark green of the swamp cedars at the head of the track, an advancing column of smoke.

A whistle sounded.

The train was coming in..