The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1908-11-11
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A UNIQUE
EXPERIENCE.
Part of the Story of the Roy Who
Rode on the First Train.
Mary X. Maule in st. Nicholas.

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There is a boy in New York, who
but wait a minute, he isn't boy any
more, come to think Of it, he is ninety
four years old, and that is hardly
boy, is it?
But he was boy once, and a lively,
healthy, hustling boy he was, too, away
back in the early 30s, and he did
something that no boy had ever done
before, and that no boy will ever do
again-for he was the first boy that
rode on the first train in America.
His name was Stephen Smith Dubois,
and he was just as fond OF run and eX-
citement, and Of going to places and
seeing things. as boys are today. In
the autumn of 1891, after the crops
were harvested, and he had in his
pocket the money he had earned as
farm hand, he thought he would give
himself a great treat So he put his
little bundle on q stick over his shoul-
der, and started to walk all the way
from Providence, Saratoga County, up
to Albany, to visit his uncle. He was
fifteen years old then, and forty mile
walk was nothing to his active young
limbs.
He had been living on a farm, and
the sights of Albany kept him at few
er heat of interest for week, at which
time he felt that he would have to start
on his return journey. He did not in
the least mind the prospect of the long
walk, but when he mentioned the mat
ter to his uncle, he was told that ii he
would remain little longer his uncle
would take him on the trial trip of the
new railroad then Deing built, and
which was the greatest experiment that
had ever been undertaken in that
part of the country.
What boy could possibly resist the
opportunity to ride in a brand-new in
vention that was the talk of the whole
country, and which, moreover, it was
predicted, would run away or blow up,
or go over into a ditch at the first
trial.
"The name of the engine was the
DE Witt Clinton but somebody called
it the Brother Jonathan and it was
afterward known as the Yankee,
suppose on account of the English en-
gine being called the John Bull
''It was a pretty funny looking little
contraption compared to what locomo-
tives are now. 1t stood high and spind-
ling, had straight, small smokestack
and the boiler was about as big as
kerosene barrel. Behind the engine
there was a tender, just a sort of a
platform on a truck, and on this were
two barrels of water, couple of bas-
kets of fagots, and an armful of wood.
Behind the tender were the coaches,
hooked together by three links. Did
you ever see an old fashioned stage
coach? Well, these coaches were made
lust like them. Regular stage coach
bodies, placed on trucks and supported
by thorough braces with boot" at
each end for baggage-and four seats
inside, each holding three people, two
seats in the middle, and one on each
end. There were five coaches that day,
and all of them were packed full when
the train finally got started, so there
must have been something like seven
ty-five people aboard.
"All the big bugs and dignitaries
of the whole state were there. l reck-
on no boy ever rode in more distin-
guished company. Most of them were
directors of the road, senators, govern
ors, mayors, high-constables, editors,
and all sorts of celebrities. Many of
them were old men, even than, and
most of them were middle-aged or over
while | was the only boy on the ex-
cursion and | was only fifteen. That s
why say that | know that | am the
only person now living that was on the
Mohawk and Hudson ON its first trip
with passengers over the road.
well, as | said, we had terrible
time getting started, but at last We got
off. and then it did seem to me as II
we fairly few. had never felt any
thing like it. There were big white
stone mile posts all along the road
and it seemed TO me that | no sooner
would get through dcdging one than
another would come by. Oh, It was
grand riding. tell you!