Spitting on his
hands he called a brakeman with a transom hook out of the sleeper, to fish
with, they rolled up their trousers and waded in, after telling a porter
to bring a blanket to put the pieces in. The brakeman got there first and
took hold of one foot, when the conductor got hold of the brakeman's coat
tail and pulled. The passengers turned away sick, expecting to see the
mangled remains brought to the surface. They pulled, and directly the
balance of the deceased came up. It was an Irish lady, with a tin pail,
who had been on the way to take her husband's dinner to him, and
she stood on one side to let the train pass, and had lost her balance and
fallen into the mud. As her head came out of the mud, she squirted water
out of her mouth, kicked the brakeman in the ear and said,
"Lave go of me, I am a dacent woman!"
The conductor asked her if she was hurt.
"Hurted is it," said she, "Ivery bone in my body is kilt intirely, and I
have lost me tay cup," and she looked in her tin pail in distress.
After vainly trying to get the conductor to wade in and search for her
"tay cup," she permitted them to assist her into the car, where an old
doctor from Racine volunteered to examine her to see if she was mortally
injured. He put his hand on her shoulder and asked her if she was in any
pain.
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