Someone is wrecking the passenger trains, and people are getting killed. Worse, the rail companies are losing money. Happily for them, cricketeer Joseph Striker is retiring from the game to become a director of his uncle's rail company. It hasn't been hit yet, but he and his uncle's secretary, Benita Hume try to figure out who the bad guy is. She works hard and comes up with a lot, while he wanders around and finds himself at the right place at the right time.
A spectacular wreck was staged for this by Southern Railway, using old cars. Otherwise, it's all rather transparent, as the amateur detectives figure it out not long after the audience is shown the villain of the piece lusting after and giving orders to henchwoman Pauline Johnson. Train crashes aside, it's well shot and edited, but more interesting as a sort of intersectional movie: Carlyle Blackwell, a big star of the 1910s is in it -- he would retire from the screen the following year -- as well as up-and-comers like Miss Hume and Gordon Harker.
