haul the derailed locomotive back on to the track.

"All ready?" called the foreman of the wrecking crew.

"All ready," replied the engineer.

Jerry and Ned, in common with scores of others, were straining forward
to watch every detail of the task. They wanted to see whether the
locomotive would take to the rails, or slip off the inclined irons,
and again settle down upon the ground.

"Let her go, Bill," called the foreman to the engineer of the wrecking
crew.

There was a warning whistle, a straining of heavy chains, creakings
and groanings from the derailed engine as if it objected to being
pulled and hauled about, then the ponderous driving wheels began to
turn slowly.

"Stand clear, everybody!" cried the foreman.

At that moment Bob came running up, using the back of his hand as a
napkin for his lips.

"There she goes!" was the loud cry.

As the crowd looked, they saw the derailed and helpless engine give a
sort of shudder and shake, mount the inclined pieces of iron, and then
slide upon the rails, settling down where it belonged.