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Stories about animals: Gref the switchman
The protagonist of animal stories is undoubtedly the dog. Dogs are peoples pets, dogs are peoples assistants, and dogs are the closest to people. People say that dogs understand human nature. Otherwise, how could there be such words as "a dog relies on human power", "a dog-headed military adviser", "a barking dog is not its owner" and "a loyal lackey"What about language?
Here is a story about a dog working as a switchman. ——This is by no means imaginary or fabricated, but is absolutely true, as evidenced by history.
In 1900, deep in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado, USA, there was a small train station called Foxy.
Foxey Station is extremely small. A small bungalow serves as both the station master’s studio and the station waiting room. Challis was the only one working at the station. He is both the station master and the director of the station freight yard. He also works as a flagman and a switchman... In short, he has to do everything. Challis kept complaining that it was too much for one person, and asked Mr. Rogers, the railroad director, to send someone to help him, even a switchman.
But Mr. Rogers always said that he had to come and see it in person. But he passed by Foxey Station several times by bus and would not get off. He just sat by the car window and waved to Challis as a greeting and farewell. —
—This is very friendly to the webmaster of a small website. Challis sometimes felt flattered and stopped mentioning the matter.
Actually, Challis wanted to recruit someone, not just for work. As far as the matter in front of him was concerned, he could handle it. What he couldn't bear was loneliness. I'm alone in this deep ravine with no one to talk to. There are only a few trucks and one passenger train passing by here every day. You can tell me how lonely it must be.
A God-given blessing. An unknown passenger forgot to take away a black-and-white piebald terrier when the train made a temporary stop at Fork West Station and left it at the station.
When the train left, the short-legged dog screamed and ran away with the train. It is going to chase its master. When Charles saw the dog, he wanted to keep it. But seeing how anxious it was to leave its owner and how frantically chasing the train, I gave up the idea of ??adopting it. He said to himself: "Poor beast! You can't catch up with the train! If you catch up, you can't get on the train. You have to come back!" As expected, the next day When Charles opened the door and came out, he saw a dog lying on the platform. Yes, it was the dwarf dog. It couldn't catch up with its master, so it returned to the place where it separated from its master and waited for him. It expects its owner to come back here to find it. What a smart dog!
Like the most distinguished friend, Challis took out all his delicacies and placed them on the cement floor, calling to the short-legged dog: "Friend, eat, Please use some of it as you like!”
The short-legged dog was very hungry. It ate without any politeness, even swallowing the bones and dregs of the pork chop.
Chalice sat on the ground, drinking beer and watching the dog wolfing down the food. He only drinks wine and does not eat vegetables. On the one hand, he was happy, but on the other hand, he had nothing to eat.
In this way, Challis adopted a corgi. He didn't know what its original name was. I randomly gave him a temporary name: Gref. Charles also knew that sooner or later the dog would return to its owner. Maybe tomorrow, when a bus stops here, a reckless man jumps out of the car, pounces on his short-footed dog, and then takes it away in a hurry...
As the days go by Days passed and no one came to take care of Gref. As time went by, the relationship between Challis and Gref deepened day by day, so much so that Challis was afraid that some bus would stop here temporarily. He was afraid that someone would get off the car and that the person who got off the car would come looking for Gref. It was even more afraid of Gref staring at the car window and circling the car. Maybe, the beasts sensitive nose will detect the scent of its original owner, and as long as it barks, it will be taken away by the owner. Challis could not bear to leave Gref. Whenever a passenger car stopped, he would lock Guref in the hut for a year, and would not let him come out even though he whined strangely.
Most of the people passing by Foxi were trucks transporting ore. To go to the gold mine, take the right fork; to go to the silver mine, take the left fork. Challis decides which way to turn the switch based on how many times the driver blows his horn.
Switching the track is the most important thing for Challis every day. Every time there was a switch in the road, Gref followed him. Over time, Gref also understood the purpose of the drivers whistle, and he could distinguish what different whistle sounds should do. As long as the train comes from a distance, its long ears will twitch slightly, then stand up and run to the switch. Then it stares into the distance, waiting for the driver to blow the whistle. When Challis walks slowly, When he stood by the switch and was about to turn the switch, Greda tilted his little head, raised his black and white tail, and stared at Charles with his eyes until he saw him turning the switch, then he wagged his tail. Follow him away.
When Charles saw that Greda was so interested in the action of turning the switch, he taught him to use his nose to lift the handle, and then use his paws to move the switch. It didn't take long for Gref to actually learn these moves and he did quite well. Of course, Challis knew what was going on and couldn't let him flip the switch at will. In fact, it was only when the train whistled and Challis was present that Gref completed a set of actions under the supervision of Challis. Otherwise, its no joke if something goes wrong.
Soon, a section of railway track at Foxsey Station needed to be repaired, and a group of road builders came. During the break, Chakans asked Gref to show everyone his ability to switch roads. The workers met. Everyone was stunned, and some were so surprised that they scratched their scalps. They couldn't believe it was true. After several performances, everyone finally admitted that what they were seeing was true.
Someone said: "Charlis, you got a real railroad dog!" Someone said: "This beast works like a human." , don’t bully it, just call it Gref the switchman!”
That’s it, switchmanGref was shouted away.
But Gref seemed to be not satisfied with his job as a switchman, he also wanted to do something else.
Whenever workers were building roads, Challis had to stand in the middle of the railway track, waving a small red flag in his hand to stop the moving train. Gref seemed to be very interested in this matter. It always stood next to Challis, looking up. Challis asked Gref to help him get the flag. So, Gref learned to get the red flag again. Whenever a train came from a distance, without Chalices orders, Gref would rush into the bungalow and bring the little red flag. It bit the flagpole of the small flag with its teeth, squatted between the two railroad tracks, and waited motionless for the giant thing to stop. Sometimes, the locomotive would puff out steam and drive very close to Gref before stopping. Gref never dodges, he always sits firmly, until the big wheel stops with a "croak", then he wags his tail and bites the little red flag and goes back to the house.
, the railroad tracks were repaired, hundreds of workers left, and the small Foxey Station fell silent again, leaving only Challis and Greif. They depend on each other and stick to their posts.
As soon as the autumn rain stops, winter arrives. The biting cold wind carried snowflakes and rushed across the ravine. Foxy Station was covered with silver overnight. Normally, no matter how cold the weather was, Challis would not dare to sleep with the windows closed because it would be difficult to hear the train whistle. Now its better, with Gref, as long as the train turns around the curve five kilometers away, Gref will wake up Chalif by "woof woof" three times, and then they will switch the track together.
On this day, Challis’s knee hurt so much that he lay on the bed and fell asleep. Grefs cry woke him up. He looked at his watch and saw that the passenger train was approaching. He struggled to get up and limped toward the turnout. Gref was very sensible. He jumped behind him leisurely and looked like he was running, but in fact he was not running very fast.
Arriving in front of the switch, Gref took the lead and turned the switch with skillful movements, but it screamed "barking river", telling Charles: It turned the switch. Not moving!
Challis asked strangely: "Whats wrong, Gref?" He looked down and saw, ah, the middle part of the switch was frozen by ice and snow, and no one could move it. , in this way, the approaching train can neither drive to the left nor to the right. Oh my god, it will overturn!
Challis was anxious, he held the handle tightly and used all his strength again. He pulled it, but the switch still didn't move at all!
At this time, Challis was so frightened that he almost fainted. He looked at Gref who was wagging his tail and lamented:
“Gref,Greif, something is going to happen! The passenger train is coming..." In the distance, the driver was honking his horn to signal, asking to take the left branch. Challis shouted: "I know, I know, I know you have to take the left fork, but no! You will keep rushing forward... Okay, stop!" p>
Chalice was so anxious that he lost his mind. He actually forgot to quickly get the red flag to stop the train from moving forward, and kept muttering to himself like a drunkard. When the train whistled again, he stamped his feet and shouted: "Gref, quickly, go get the red flag!"
What a clever Gref! It seemed to have a premonition Something is about to happen! At the master’s command, the cat rushed towards the house like an arrow.
Challis shouted against the whistling north wind: "Hurry, Gref, hurry!" Sweat still broke out on his forehead. In more than 20 years at this small station, he has never been as scared as he is today. Alas, the lives of hundreds of people on the train were all attributed to Gref! Can this clever guy save the train? God... He closed his eyes and prayed to God!
The wheels were on the rails. The locomotive dragged the train up the mountain with difficulty. The car turned a corner, come here quickly. Oh my god, I'm rushing down the mountain... Challis didn't dare to open his eyes and look. ——But he was still cruel and opened his eyes.
Ah, he saw Gref standing in the middle of the railway. Its two hind legs stood proudly, and the two exposed front paws looked like they were wearing white fingerless gloves. In its pointed mouth, it held a small red flag steadily!
The locomotive drove closer and closer, and it shot at the puppy Greif like a sharp arrow! When the driver pulled the emergency brake When the brakes were turned, a string of sparks erupted between the wheels and the rails, and finally stopped three meters away from the puppy.
The puppy Gref remained motionless, still standing firmly.
Chalice is a taciturn person who is not easily moved by emotions. At this moment, he forgot about the pain in his legs. He limped forward and held both Gref and Little Red Flag in his arms. He held the dogs head and kissed it passionately as if he were seeing a long-lost relative.
The passengers in the car jumped out of the car one after another and asked why they stopped. Railway Superintendent Rogers was also on the train. When he heard that Greif had saved the train, he quickly got off the train from his compartment. He asked someone to take a photo of him and Gref, and told his secretarySaid: "Remember what I said, this little guy saved all of our lives." From now on, I will have this train deliver a large piece of fresh steak to it every day. Yes, feed it for a lifetime!" The passengers cheered loudly. Unexpectedly, Gref broke away from Mr. Rogers' arms and ran straight to the last carriage. Challis had a premonition that something was not good, so he limped quickly and followed. Some curious travelers also followed him with a cheer.
Gref jumped into the carriage. There was a man in his forties in the corner of the carriage. He was drunk, leaning on a chair and sound asleep. Gref barked "woof, woof, woof" at the drunkard, biting and rubbing on his trouser leg like a spoiled child. Needless to say, this was Grefs original owner. It finally waited for its master! It wanted to wake him up! But its master was drunk.
Chalice looked at Rogers with pleading eyes and whispered: "Sir, if you don't have Gref anymore, you might as well kill me!"
Rogers understood that Chalice Leiths intention. When he heard that the fork in the road had been closed, he said loudly: "Lets drive."
There is only one drunk gentleman here, nothing to see--drive!" Challis picked up Greif and got out of the car. The train rumbled away with Grefs original owner. Gref let out a sob of "hmm" in his throat. Perhaps, like Challis, he knew in his heart that he was not a drunkard, but a poor man who was extremely depressed because he could not find his dog.
