A passenger train on the Santa Fé railroad rumbled smoothly through the night over the plains of Texas. A proud train crew was in charge; proud because back in one of the Pullmans slept a handsome, motherly middle-aged woman, no less a personage than Mrs. Miriam A. ("Ma") Ferguson, Governess of the whole huge state.
Some one had left a switch open. The train leaped up a siding and buried its snorting nose in a freight train. The flier's engineer was killed, his mates injured painfully. Back in the sleeper, the motherly woman awoke,...
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