130 years ago
May 8, 1883
A close shave
Last Sunday afternoon, just this side of Coon Hollow, the engineer on the south bound accommodation train, upon coming round a sharp curve, discovered a man lying by the track with his neck across one of the rails. He blew the whistle and reversed the engine at once, but the distance was so short that the engine stopped within six inches of the man’s neck. He proved to be an Irishman employed at a distillery nearby, who was intoxicated and had lain down and gone to sleep.