At 7:30 Thursday evening that thrilling locomotive shriek was heard which instantly told people in Marquette that there was a runaway train coming down the grade from Burnce man nad whose blood-curlding intonations brought men to their feet at a bound as soon as they struck the ear. Nearer and nearer came the long shrill shrieks, rising higher and higher in pitch and lounder and louder, until the very air seemed to quiver in sympathy, and almost human agony seemed expressed, in the wild danger signal which a brave engineer and fireman, facing almost certain death themselves.
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