On time out of Fargo, N. Dak. one stormy afternoon last week pulled the Empire Builder, Great Northern Railway's crack Seattle-to-Chicago limited train. It flashed across the State line, roared through Moorhead, Minn., headed for St. Paul across the prairie at 50 m.p.h. At the throttle was Engineer B. E. McKee. Behind him in the string of eleven Pullmans were 119 passengers, reading, napping, playing bridge. Beyond Moorhead, Engineer McKee eyed the sky apprehensively. It was turning black, blacker. It was shot through with greenish-yellow light. Wind clouds bellied down to earth....
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