Blocked In

The train had run into a anow-drift, and the engine was butting its head in va in against a six-foot bank. 'Tor once the iron hqrse appears to besten," remarked a fat woman near e center of the car. " You shouldn't cali it an iron horsc," inildly reproved a solemn-faced man across tlie aisle. "Whynot? asked the fat woman in some surprise. " Uecause it's block tin," softly murmured the solemn-faced m;in, as he gazed oui of the window and across the winti y waste with a l'ar-away look in lus eye. The fat woman gasped, wlien the conductor was astonished to suchadegree that lio went out oí tlie car without stemming the door.