The Southern herald., 1915-01-29

with a wrench, on the road Wedge
bolts had ought to be smelled o
heard from when the journals screech
not seen.
If anybody thinks he wants to slacl
a wedge-bolt, let that man shoot tht
jamb-nuts off with gun. That's wha
guns is for, and they'd ought to be car
ried in the tool kit.
The roundhouse gangs too good fol
the job. New engines don't run hot
soon enough to suit yours truly. Put
a crew of hoboes in there and tell
them they got to save oil and ram the
cellar-packing down in with a pinch
bar. They will do it. The babbit and
stuff you drop over the division makes
good ballast.
Wall in your cellarbolts, so If a
fellow gets them out, digging babbitt
out of the cellar, on a fast run, he
can't get them in again inside of fif,
teen minutes apiece. The dispatcher
won't care-ask him-and the en-.
gineer daresn't. It's all he can do to
talk his way out Of a lay-off.
Don't you worrysabout front-ends. If
the engine looks good to you, but don't
steam no more than a teakettle with
the bottom out, let the trainmaster
put on a helper once in while. Three
or five years from now somebody
else will have your job anyhow, and
he'll set most of your front-end furni-
ture out on the scrap pile while he
cleans house, and forget to put it back
again. That will help some.
If you'find there's rooms to rent in
the front end after you get it done,
and the heater men show up again
without the incubator, fill her up with
their stuff. It's hang for us fellows,
but 1t helps hold the front trucks
down when you're going some.
Bend your feed and air pipes as
sharp and as often as you can. 1t
shows that nobody was looking and
they freeze up quicker.
Look out for your engine cab. Fix
1t SO that if fellow goes to the front
door he can't get back again to the
throttle without getting orders from
the dispatcher, showing that the main
line of the cab is clear.
The boy allows we are working too
many nights at this. He wants a
change. We are. So don't bother
about fre-boxes and ash-pans. When
The president sends word that he
couldn't see the right of way on his
asst trip for smoke" send him to me,
and Ill tell him he was on the wrong
End of the train. 1t was all clear
ahead of the engine.
That'll make him know that we are
men OF some parts; part wood and
'art leather, with brass trimmings
which l am
Yours truly,
WILLIAM DADDY, Engineer.
When man has enough strength of
haracter to get his head above the
ommon level, however grotesQuely he
nay at first appear, there is usually
in him worth observing. If
e has balance and staying powers he
lay get his feet upon the solid, and
leader has been discovered.
Somewhat in this fashion the gen.
raj manager reasoned as he read
Ills chapter. He called his secretary,
nd by careful question and reply 1t
as soon established that neither Of
lem knew who William Daddy was,
Or what of Williams chapter was :
ct and what fancy.
Therefore, the general manager
ade a brief investigation, put some
'inted questions to the superinten.
mt of motive power, who fumed a
tile, but electrified the master me- :
lanic (as witness his short and sim. :
e inquiry of Bid, and thus Bills '.
tile seeds began to grow apace. y
Changes were made. Plans were
'Vised and revised until new engines
re signs of improvement. These +
ings were discussed on the home
ad, and the news Of them went
oadcast over many roads. 0
BilPs ideas bore the test of service, b
d fourished like the proverbial
cen bay tree, until finally they came u
fore the First Intelligence" the 1t
reat Arcanum," or Court of Last g
sort" Of the railroad mechanical b
rid, and were called good. No CT
lger bearing the name of William Il
.idy, Engineer" it is true, but la.
led with the names of many men, ]
that is the way of the world, and
destiny of all things that are good D
ough to prove good.
Bill never got beyond Chapter
70" of Billiards. book" There was
need. But having demonstrated
It he was "a man of parts" it was sc
'ught advantageous to transpose IL
n to the ranks of those he had smit. I'll
|. Thus, Bill became road fore Ii
n Of engines-and more. IA
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Foolish Question. re-
man who, with his family, had at