Date: 1897
Some sprightly soul — an apprentice, be sure — has daubed in red lead on the end of an iron tool-box a carica ture of some friend who is evidently a riveter.  The picture has all the interest of an Egyptian cartouche, for it shows that men have been here, and that the engines do not have it all their own way.  And so, out in the open, away from the three great sheds, between and under more engines, till we strike a wilderness of lines all converging to one turn-table.