BOSTON, Helped to Make It BY C. E. CAS WELL ■ .' ■ .: , >!./>■ -;■:'* jivfv. £ • ‘.'V 1 .H.-> < • ,-. *, '' M ..v,’.■•■' ‘ • .’••r-'- - w -t-j • S, 4 *!^ ,,,l J » •» > /. , £ ;*«V‘v -^,t » ,\V i-N l f'.»'••.»•. '\&S ' t ». I .“• •& fotWji/' *}%*$&&''£& i -V, BOSTON, CONCORD & MONTREAL STORY OF THE BUILDING AND EARLY DAYS OF THIS ROAD y M -\ BY C. E. CASWELL 1919 THE NEWS PRESS Warren, N. II. H£ 17 she was hauled to the shop and scrapped. The Mountain Maid weighed only 18 tons but did all the work north of Woodsville for years. Ike Sanborn left the road rather than run her. She continued in service some years after he left, and ended her days drawing logs on the Gale River rail¬ road where John Marsh run her. After that road was thrown up she stood for a year or more opposite the Wambek (Mills in Bethlehem, until one day Mr. Dodge sent me up there to get her. I hired a man with two yoke of oxen and we hauled her in the highway to Bethlehem Junction albout half a mile, got her on the track and she went to the scrap heap. After McDuffe came the Old Man of the Mountain and the Josiah Quin¬ cy. These last two were burned in the shops at Lake Village in 1860 and never rebuilt. Clarence Adams was engineer at the time he lost his foot, and Frank Congee was firing for him. lit was at Lisbon. We were out with a train and crew of men picking up old ties for fuel. George (Hutchins run the first en¬ gine into the town of Lancaster, and I think it was the Granite State. His fireman was Sam Kimball. Bill Clem¬ ent run the McDuffe as helper at Woodsville, on snow plow, etc., and Charlie Ho it was his fireman. Yours, G. E. CUMMINGS. John Marsh, Jr., run the Mt. Washington six months and all it cost to keep her in repair was $1.83; at the same time John Buckley and Jack Lawler run McDuffe six months as shifter and only $9.09 were ex¬ pended for her repairs. Old time railroad men are very in¬ teresting in reminiscence. The man who worked on the railroad half a 18 century or so ago has lived through substantially the whole development of railroading in this country. His experiences go back to a time of candles or kerosene and wood stoves for passenger cars, to locomotives brilliant with brass and paint, to the time when trainmen had no reports to headquarters to bother them, and when there were no inter-locking switches, self-coupling cars or block signals. Here follows in succession two let¬ ters, neither of which were written by railroad men bat are quite inter¬ esting nevertheless. Writer of the Concord letter was evidently a lad thirty or more years ago who at¬ tended Littleton high school in those pioneer days from up north, going to and from Littleton by train.' An¬ other is from Mr. Page, a Littleton resident which speaks for itself. Mr. Rich in his letter mentions the Manns and wonders if their father was not a railroad man also. No, their father George W. Mann was never connected with the rail¬ road but was a prosperous lumber¬ man and farmer over in the little town of Benton, quite well known in political and legislative circles in his day. His boys were however, nat¬ ural-born railroad men. Some of the others mentioned by Mr. Rich had not been forgotten or over¬ looked, but were coming into this article at some future time. Editor News: Among some other papers I found one of yours on early days of the B., C. & M. R. R. Some of the facts are a little hazy in my mind at this time. However wish I had a copy of the issue before this and the following one. Haven’t the date of issue con¬ taining the article I have reference to. George E. Hutchins, the jovial engineer and once mayor of Berlin, the first one,—I think his letter is in this issue. You spoke of the Star King and several other engines from Brown’s Lumber Co. Were there more than three, including the original Dr. Ord- way with two drive wheels instead of four? Her motion was like a grasshopper bobbing along. Forty-five, six and seven years ago scholars from Whitefield, Lancaster and other stations attended Littleton high school. Who were more inter¬ ested in railroad men than the boys and girls of those days? One old time conductor you or George missed was Demick who run opposite Rol¬ lins. B. C. & M., men with the name of only one of the Mann family seems incomplete. What of George (Henry) k Ed and all the others? Wasn’t the father of all the Mann’s a railroad man? A little later there was George Moulton, George Smith, Smith U. Clark, “Nate” Knights, “Dick” Langdon, Greene, Van Eng¬ lish and others. On the Mt. Wash¬ ington branch there was Ed Judkins, John Horne, the Randalls, Jim Hirsch, and Sam Butterfield. “John¬ ny” Marsh was engineer on the Mt. Washington. Henry White was on the P. V. DONALD RICH. Care Economy Drug Co., 3 Pleasant St., Extension, Concord, N. H. Littleton, N. H., Jan. 31, 1919. Friend Caswell: I am much interested in this rail¬ road talk. I was living down on Red Oak hill a number of years be¬ fore the railroad ever struck War¬ ren. Mr. Cummings says Jenny Lind was the first to be used. That may be so, but there was the first Peter Clark and the Pony also. When the track was laid up to the bridge by the Clough school house I used to sit by the kitchen window 19 and see them throw off rails and stringers at the bridge. When the road was finished to Warren depot I was there with my father to see the first passenger train that ever reached Warren. It was a great day in the history of the old town. I am an old man, now nearing my 74th milestone, but I never shall forget that day or my old home town as long as I live. Yours truly, A. T. PAGE. The following letter from Frank Lougee is full of interest from start to finish and will be eagerly read. My dear friend Caswell: I wish to acknowledge' receipt of the two papers you sent me on my arrival home last night. I have been very much interested in your articles of the old Boston, Concord and Mon¬ treal days. There are only a few of us left to tell what happened in those days. I think some of us would not like to have put in print some things that happened back there in those days. I noted in one of your issues you spoke of Joe Ayer, known as “Hook¬ er”. Mr. Ayer is still alive and liv¬ ing on his farm about two miles out from Lakeport, and while his hair has turned very grey he is the same old “Hooker.” He steps off like a boy of 20 and yet he is 78 years old; my last firing was for him on the way freight between Lakeport and Woodsville. I also notice you have not made mention of W. D. Sargent. Mr. Sargent was one of the first en¬ gineers. He run the local freight between Lakeport and Woodsville a good many years and his last run¬ ning was the White Mountain ex¬ press between Concord and Woods¬ ville. The last twenty years he was round-house foreman at Woodsville. I also notice that Seth Greenleaf’s name has not been mentioned. Mr. Greenleaf run the mail train a good many years and wound up his ser¬ vice as agent at Fabyan. In regard to the old Granite State that Mr. Cummings speaks of: That was in a wreck with the Eastman train at Sanborn track. This engine was taken to Lakeport and cut up for scrap. We had an engine named the Marshfield which was bought for the Montpelier and Wells River road but was never assigned to that road. This engine took the name of Gran¬ ite State and is the engine that was in the wreck at North Haverhill when Conductor Stone was killed. Fred S. Whiting was running the Granite State at that time. The Peter Clark, Paugus, Pehaungun and Chocorua were cut up back of the engine house at Lakeport and put into scrap. I was the last man to run the old Pe¬ ter Clark. I have a picture of this engine taken at Plymouth when she had the old drop hook that was in use before the link motion came in¬ to play. I have also a picture of the Winnipesaukee. If you would like these pictures to put in your paper I would gladly loan them to you. In 1876 they built the road between Fabyan and Base of Mt. Washington. I was firing for John Swain at that time. There were four engines do¬ ing the work—the Belknap, Pehaun¬ gun, Winnipesaukee and Paugus. We had the Pehaungun and this was the first engine that run a passenger train over that road. Dr. Ordway’s party from Lowell. We had only one car and that was all this locomo¬ tive could handle. Mr. John E. Ly¬ on and Mr. J. A. Dodge were riding on the engine at that time. They had a new engine built named Mt. Washington to run on this road and when they opened it up in July this engine was put onto the train; Geo. A. Ferguson was engineer and John F. Marsh, fireman. They run this 20 engine in the summer months and in the winter it was taken to Lakeport (then Lake Village) and stored on account of being too heavy to run on the main line. If this engine was here today it would be stored on ac¬ count of being so light it could not handle the trains. In one of your issues you say that the shops at Lakeport were burned in 1860. This is a mistake as the shops were burned January 31, 1857. This was a very cold night, 15 below zero. I was not there as I came into this world four days after this fire, but I have often heard my father tell about it as he was employed in the shops at that time. I wish to thank you very much for the papers you sent, and if you would like these pictures I have L mentioned will send them to you. Yours very truly, F. W. LOUGEE. Plymouth, N. H., Feb. 4, 1919. Next is a letter from -an old boy down beside the Merrimack at Sun- cook. The writer of this letter like many a young fellow of forty years ago had “railroad fever”. When one of his chums, Frank White lost an arm “making a hitch” the “fever” left him forever. C. E. Caswell: Enclosed find $1.25 for The News another year. I find these talks on old B., C. & M. very interesting, as I lived beside the old track a good many years and knew most all of the train men. I used to know all the engines which ran past my home, and could tell most of them by the sound of their whistle, even before they came in sight. The Peter Clark reminds me of a story that came from the office of the superintendent, J. A. Dodge. An old man who used to tend the gates at the crossing above Plymouth station 21 went into the office one morning and said to Mr. Dodge: With grief and shame, I come to say, The Peter Clark Came down in the dark And took your gate away. Mr. Dick Langdon, another old- time passenger conductor is living here in Pembroke; am well ac¬ quainted with him. I have helped to “wood up” those old wood burners a good many times when we boys used to “hang around” the station. I re¬ member the time Frank White lost his arm by the old fashioned couplers and “bumpers” at West Rumney. I then and there gave up the idea of being a brakeman as I had no arms to spare. I will not take any of your time. Keep the good old talk going. J. EAMES. Suncook, N. H., Feb. 1919. Russell T. Bartlett, Register of Probate for Grafton county makes a good suggestion which if carried out no doubt would be of interest and value to coming generations. He writes as follows: Woodsville, N. H., Feb. 7, 1919. Dear Caswell: It seems to me your articles in The News on the “Early days of the B. C. & M.’’ are worthy of preservation, and I would suggest you print them in a pamphlet form if it can be done without too great a cost. I think there are many people that would be glad to avail themselves of a copy for its historical value if they had an opportunity to do so. Yours truly R. T. BARTLETT. Here comes a letter from an “old timer,” who first saw daylight at Meredith Bridge (Laconia), and as he grew up, like many an ambitious boy, got a job “firing” an old wood burner, ffie soon got something bet¬ ter and ever since has hauled traffic up and down the line from iMt. Wash¬ ington to the capital city with fewer accidents than any other man in the service today with 47 years to his credit. Concord, Feb. 14, 1919. Friend Caswell: — Your issue of Feb. 14 at hand and Lougee’s letter noticed. It was good reading and brought to my at¬ tention that things happened in the old days that we would not care to have put in print at this time, but I have one thing to criticise in his letter and that is that John F. Marsh did not fire for Ferguson the first summer that the road was opened to Base. (Ferguson and I went to (Mianchester and received the Mt. Washington from Blood Locomo¬ tive works and fired that locomotive that summer between Fabyans and Base with Joe Prescott conductor and Harvey Dexter brakeman. I have some nice pictures of the Mt. Washington taken at Base, also a dandy of the Littleton taken at Woodsville; also one of the Haver¬ hill as she looked after being blown up at Nashua on her trial trip after being put through shops at Concord, F. A. Clifford engineer and Bean fireman. Bean jumped into man hole in tank as he was badly scalded, and Clifford’s hearing was impaired from that day until his end came years later. In regard to R. T. Bart¬ lett’s suggestion for a book form, no doubt the old timers would take one but can’t assure you if it would make you whole but we have to take a chance sometimes in our lives. If you could get these -pictures in i: would take I think very well. Would be glad to loan them to you They certainly would be historical. There was Manus Perkins and the old General, and the service he did with the old horse at Woodsville should not be forgotten. Charlie Hoit was run over at south end of passenger station at Concord, Aug. 26, 1894, and lost a leg; freight backed down upon him. Some of us have certainly seen a good many changes in our railroad days, of officials and power; old ties and slab-wood to burn, and hand brakes with links and pins for couplings; but we got there just the same, and all were keyed up to the minute. The men of today do not realize, and some seem to doubt, what we went through years ago and pay we re¬ ceived with twenty-four hours for a day, but we were a good happy crowd of boys. Yours truly, F. S. WHITING. Here appears a letter from J. F. Leonard, an old time railroad man who is now postmaster at Woods¬ ville. Thirty years ago the name of Fred Leonard was a household word up and down the line so popular was he. As the years have come and gone he has in no wise lost his pop¬ ularity and the people of Woodsville hold in high esteem their genial post¬ master, and despite the fact that Father Time has furrowed his brow and sprinkled his dome with traces of honorable gray, Fred Leonard is still a boy with the rest of us, with optimism bred in the bone and pro¬ poses to retain the elixir of youth until he goes on his long vacation. Woodsville, N. H., Feb. 14, 1919. My dear Caswell: I have read with much interest your articles about the old B., C. & M. R. R. I think Friend Bartlett’s suggestion to have your articles printed in pamphlet form is a good one and if you do this you may set me down for one. Frank Lougee in this week’s issue speaks of the Mt. Washington which was built to op- perate the trains between Fabyans and the Base and which was kept in storage in the winter. I recall one spring when she was to go to the Mountains it was decided to try the experiment of pulling a train with her from Lake Village to Woods¬ ville. Everything was made ready and the train started one morning with Al. Haynes as conductor and Geo. Poor and the writer as brake- men. We arrived at Woodsville around 6 p. m., and if I remember aright had fifty-four cars. This was a wonderful train for those days and we felt rather proud that we made the trip without mishap. You speak of Joe “Hooker.” It is true that he used to put his feet on the throttle, lean back in his seat and drop off into a gentle slumber but he was a light sleeper and had the happy fac¬ ulty of waking up at the right time and never had any serious trouble. He used to carry a long whip on the old Belknap and whenever she got to going slow on a hill or got to slipping bad he would open the front window of the cab and lean out and lash her with the whip I broke be¬ hind him on way freight for some time and got pretty well acquainted with his ways. Later I run way freight when we made the trip from Woodsville to Boston, leaving Woods¬ ville at 3 p. m., and being due in Boston at 1 a. m., the next day. Most of the cars at that time had the brake on one truck frame only and some of them had no brakes and it was not an infrequent occurrence to ride a car into some mill track with a piece of 3x4 shoved over the tread of the wheel and under the frame of the car, and by sitting on the end of the stick one got leverage enough to control the speed. Respectfully, J. F. LEONARD. 23 Following is a letter from Oscar Drake, ex-mayor and leading citizen of Manasquam, N. J., who for half a score of years has ibeen connected with the auditing department of the New York and Long Branch railroad. Mr. Drake was born and raised at Lake Village, now Lakeport. Thirty- five years ago the writer attended a district school one winter, taught by Mr. Drake, and his pleasant, genial and painstaking methods of impart¬ ing knowledge are yet fresh in our mind and his efforts will tell through time and eternity. Mr. Drake later married, moved to New Jersey and has made good. Many of the old time railroad fellows will remember him as a lad. Manasquam, N. J., Feb. 9, 1919. Dear Caswell: 'Please accept my thanks for the copy of Warren News of January 24th. I know you thought the article on the early days of the B. O. & M. would interest me and it surely did. Most of those old locomotives were familiar to me in my boyhood as they used to spend much of their time in the repair shops at “Lake Vil¬ lage.” I well remember when the Mt. Washington was purchased and what a seven days’ wonder it was. What a toy beside the modern heavy locomotives. The Alfred Drake mentioned was my uncle and I think the Lancaster was the last engine he ran. He used to run the express between Concord and Woodsville and was stricken with paralysis when completing his run to Woodsville one day and. though he lived many years after that, he was never able to work again. I am still working for the R. R., having been in the auditing depart¬ ment of the N. Y. & L. B. R. R. for the past ten years. I am glad to know that you are still in existence and congratulate you on the paper you are putting out in the trying times we have been going through. 1 am still interested in the education of our young people, having served on the Board of Edu¬ cation of this district for the past nine years. We have a graded school and high school and employ a prin¬ cipal and seventeen teachers with a payroll of over $15,000 per year. We have seen some of the war preparations here and aeroplanes have ceased to be a wonder as they were flying over about every day all summer. We hear the big guns when being tested at Sandy Hook and the big fire and destruction of the shell loading plant at Morgan gave us some idea of a bombardment when the ex¬ plosions of shells was continuous for twenty-four hours and the exploding magazines were breaking out plate glass windows over twenty miles away. We are 2 miles from (Morgan, but the explosions of T. N. T. were terrific. We are glad the war is over and the Huns beaten and we hope the peace terms will make it impossible for Germany to ever come back as a great military power. The reconstruction of business will bring its troubles and failures, but we hope our country will success¬ fully accomplish the change from war work with its tremendous ex¬ penditures to peace work and normal times. With best wishes for you and yours I remain, Yours very truly, Oscar Drake. Here follows a letter which is timely, and like the many others, ex¬ ceedingly interesting. The writer of it is the oldest railroad man in active service on the system today and has seen the railroad grow from a small beginning to its present magnitude under governmental supervision. 24 Berlin, l N. H., Maxell 9, 1919. Friend Caswell: We are having a March blizzard here today, which reminds me of a great storm the 17th of March, 1870. I left Woodsville with engine Duffe and the snow plough at 3 o’clock in the morning ahead of the way freight. There was about six inches of snow when we left Woodsville; when we reached Warren there was a foot; at Plymouth a foot and a half. Patch Clifford’s train ha dnot left Plymouth when we arrived. They started a plough out from Lake Village coming north in about two feet of snow. At Hadley’s cut, about a mile from there the plow went into the snow and could not “spin a thread.” The crew sent back to Lake Village for all the men they comld get to shovel them out. Mr. Dodge (the superintendent) gave us orders to go down from Ply¬ mouth with our plough, hitching Franconia in with the Duffe. We started for Lake Village. Our pilot, Sid Davis did not know the road south of Plymouth, so Mr. Dodge sent John L. Davis, an old-time engineer to take charge of the plough. We went into the snow at Hadley’s cut and got stuck. We backed up and tried it the second time. When we stopped in the snow, the plough and engine Duffe were off the track. This was about 2 p. m„ and we did not get on track and cut until about midnight. Mail train was following with 3 engines. We sent three men back to stoj) them. They passed 2 without seeing them. The third man, John Davis, stopped them. The snow was seventeen feet deep each side of track, blowing in almost as fast as three men could shovel it out. When we came back, hitched Duffe with snow plough on mail train. After having breakfast at Pemigewasset House about 3 a. m., this being the first we had to eat since six o’clock the morning before at Warren, we went to Woodsville. Those were the days when we used to bear grief with a smile^ That lame month there was an¬ other heavy south-easter on the 25th and about two feet of snow came. The snow all went the following spring without a freshet and the next sum¬ mer was very dry. Yours truly, GEO E. HUTCHINS. Going back to a former subject, naming of locomotives: It has always seemed to the writer a mistake to eliminate the names of locomotives. What interest would vessels have if lettered or numbered instead of hav¬ ing names? It may be that the old practice will be restored on railroads. “No new policy undertaken in re¬ cent years by the Canadian Pacific Railway,” says the Wall Street Jour¬ nal, “has received such widespread expression of approval as that of naming passenger locomotives after the engineers who by reason of their fine service or deeds of exceptional heroism have earned distinction. These names will be incorporated on the newly adopted insignia of the railway, a circular band enclosing a beaver-mounted shield on which is painted the maple leaf. The name of the engineer will be in letters of gold upon a blue ground, the green leaf, the white shield and the brown beaver affording a striking color com¬ bination. The insignia will be paint¬ ed under the window of the engin¬ eer’s cab.” Vast changes in these times have brought about modern ideas, and with government ownership of rail¬ roads, the roads, trains, engine and equipment loses individuality, and what there is in future days, possibly with the electrifying of the present railroad systems of the country, in¬ cluding of course the mountain sys¬ tem which connects this section of 25 the state with the outside world is by no means impossible; and should that time ever come there would be nothing unreasonable in naming the locomotives for good men who helped to shape the road’s history when it first came into being. Here is a word from Clarence W. ■Adams, another old timer who in early days of the road was an engin¬ eer. !He is now station agent at Til¬ ton. Clarence Adams knows rail¬ roading from A to Z, or in other words from the humble trackman, round-house wiper and crossing ten¬ der, telegraph operator along up the line to the highest office. Friend Caswell: Having read with much interest the different letters being published in the Warren News 1 thought I might add a little to the interest. Of course we are all liable to mistakes especially from memory if taken too far back. I notice one error and that is Mr. Cummings says the engines burned in I860. The shops at Hake Village were burned January 31, 1857. I well re¬ member of my mother telling about it. what a terrible cold night it was; thermometer was something like 20 below and the wind was blowing a gale. It was thought the whole Vil¬ lage would go but a change of wind saved it. I remember some more of the old timers which have not been men¬ tioned: Jabe Gannon and Jed Good¬ win, engineers. Gannon died when I was a boy. Goodwin left the road and went with the 'New Jersey, run there many years and is now retired on a pension and lives in New Jersey, I think. Among some of the other engin¬ eers of 35 or 40 years ago might be mentioned: Sam. Cawley, Sam. Kim¬ ball, Frank Clifford, Freeman Car¬ penter, Will Swain, Nell (Nelson) Be¬ dell, F. P. Swasey, ,H. iE. Whiting. iSwasey, with Tommy White as fireman was coming out of Woods- ville one time on the night express many years ago, went over the dump and into the swamp at the “Y” switch; both were injured badly. They had the old Ohocorua. She was pretty well demolished but was picked up and repaired and did good service many years after. I have some of the pictures of that wreck somewhere and I remember one of them shows Bill Clement standing be¬ side the Chocorua. It was sure some wreck. I helped clean it up and afterwards went to Woodsville on a Saturday night and drew her to Lake Village. All of the other en¬ gineers mentioned above went west, some of them have gone “west” since. Sam. Cawley and Frank Clifford were on the Lake Shore the last I knew, Sam. Kimball somewhere in the South. —(He died at Macon, Go., a year and a half ago.)—Caswell. I well remember the old conduc¬ tors already mentioned and might mention a few more. George V. Moulton and his brother, Hi Moul¬ ton, who was killed on the Branch many years ago. George left the road and entered the shoe business at Lancaster, N. H. Later he sold out and now lives on a farm in La¬ conia. Another was Joe Prescott, who was on the Branch some time. In those days the conductor practi¬ cally had charge of the Branch. Frank 'Simpson, another old timer, run here many years; left here in 1885 and went to the Union Pacific, run there many years and died in Laramie, Wyoming, or Cheyenne a few years ago. W. iH. Weeks was another one. He is now running on the B. & M. R. R. in Nebraska. Yours truly, C. W. ADAMiS. Tilton, N. H. -j Tilton, N. H., March 17, 1919. Friend Caswell: In your issue of March 7th, I no¬ tice Mr. Drake says the Lancaster was the last engine Bogy Drake ran. In 1876 Bogy had the Northumber¬ land on the mail train between Con¬ cord and Woods ville. About the first of April Bogy w T as off one trip and I run for him. He took his train again at Woodsville and ran it one round trip and was taken sick again. I do not remember who ran the train to Plymouth, but on the 8th of April 1876, father sent me to Plymouth to take the train and I ran it until the last day of December and on Jan. 1, 1877, West Lyons was assigned to it. Bogy never run after that, although he lived many years. M. H. Annis was firing for Bogy at that time, and I think he was set up running the 8th of April, the day I took the train. I had the Northumberland for a while, then she was, with one or two other engines sent to the So. Eastern road out of Newport, Vt., now a part of the Canadian Pacific. I had dur¬ ing the summer various engines, and finally got the Chocorua for keeps. I think it was in July she was taken into the shop, the air brake put on and I remained with her. We run her around the yard and tried it out. I took the mail north at Lake Vil¬ lage one day; had never used the automatic so did not know much about handling it, except what the Inspector had told me. Well, we hitched up, tried the brakes and started. There was a long bridge near the Weirs over which we had to slow down. I made that alright and thought I would make a nice stop at the Weirs. I did! In those days the baggage, mail and express was all in one car. Baggage first, then the mail room and the express in end of car next to the engine, a walk on side of car from baggage part to end of car. In the express part were shelves on which the mes- 26 senger piled the small packages and this was well filled. I made the stop alright. George Crans was ex¬ press messenger and the first thing I heard after we stopped was, “What in H—1 you trying to do Clarence?” The sudden lurch caused by not re¬ leasing the air had thrown all of the bundles and packages off the shelf and nearly buried him. We often laughed about it afterwards. Bogy had very little money laid up and I spent several days on the road with a paper and collected be¬ tween two and three hundred dol¬ lars which was divided between Bogy and Plenry Little, who was taken sick soon after Bogy. C. W. ADAMS. The railroad article last week closed with a letter from Clarence W. Adams of Tilton, and the follow¬ ing having come to this office, is ap¬ propriate for continuation. The article was published in the Rail¬ road Employee, published in New¬ ark, N. J., July 1910. A railroad veteran in the full sense the term implies, and a man who during his youth and early man¬ hood was permitted to intimately associate with those who were pio¬ neers and upbuilders of the Ameri¬ can railroad, and who has since been constantly associated with that ser¬ vice, is Clarence W. Adams, agent for the Boston and Maine Railroad, at Tilton, N. H., recently elected president of the Agents’ Association of that road. Mr. Adams, who is also a promi¬ nent and active member of the Or¬ der of Railroad Station Agents, was born in Lake Village, now Lakeport, N. H., Jan. 31, 1856. His father, Ralph Adams, was connected with the old Boston, Concord and Mon¬ treal Railroad, B. & L. R. R., Con¬ cord and Montreal R. R., and Boston and Maine R. R., for 56 years, be¬ ginning when the road only extend¬ ed to Meredith Village, and for 20 years held the position of master mechanic, with headquarters at Lake Village. Young Adams learned the rudi¬ ments of railroading in his father’s office during vacation periods, com¬ mencing when he was 12 years of age. taking lessons in telegraphy on the old style paper tape instrument, sound operators being unknown ar that time. Messages were received on the tape and afterwards copied. The U. S. & C. Co., controlled the business through New Hampshire, and W. S. Taylor held the combined position of agent and clerk in charge of the accounts of the Motive Power Department. Mr. Adams continued learning the business as opportunity offered un¬ til 1873, when he was assigned to the road service as a fireman, and shortly thereafter was given charge of an engine, his first regular as¬ signment being with a construction train engaged in laying steel north of Concord. Mr. Adams says that in these early days it was not an infre¬ quent custom to send an engine out on the road without a fireman, to perform station and construction work. The first car of lumber used on the famous Methodist Camp Ground at Weirs was hauled by Mr. Adams, from Lake Village, with the engine “Mountain Maid”, Joseph Wffiiten, long since deceased, being the brake- man. On this trip the presiding elder of the association sat on the old fashioned tender box and held on to his high hat with both hands. When the grounds were completed, Mr. Adams ran the first excursion train which carried passengers to its opening. The crew of this train included W. S. Taylor, conductor; F. W. Lougee, fireman; J. T. Glaze- 27 brook, J. I. Folsom and Herman Foss, brakeman. Mr. Taylor was in charge of the office at Lake Village at this time, and acted as conductor of all the extra trains, the balance of the crew being selected from among the shop employees, and in consequence a “special” could be made up at short notice. In 1873, when Mr. Adams was at school in New Hampton, he was returning home one Friday evening, and found that the railroad bridge at East Til¬ ton had been destroyed by fire dur¬ ing the day and that several trains were held up at Lake Village. The bridge was repaired during the night but when they came to send out the trains they found themselves short of available trainmen, and young Adams was assigned as conductor of one of the trains. In the fall and winter of 1874, Mr. Adams was at school in Tilton. The weather was unusually severe, and one of his diversions was to go home Friday night, and when he got the chance run the snow plow, as en¬ gineer, on Saturday and Sunday, re¬ turning to his studies on Monday. The B., C. & M., owned a steam¬ boat called the “James Bell.” She was built at Center Harbor, in 1874, and was designed to run between Lake Village and Alton Bay, to con¬ nect with the Boston and Maine, and carry freight. Owing to competition the B., C. & M., purchased the boat and used it during the summer sea¬ sons for excursions and private parties. In 1876, Mr. Adams was placed in charge of this craft, and served as its captain for seven sum¬ mers. He handled excursions of from 100 to 3b0 persons, and would go anywhere for passengers around the lake during the camp-meetings and reunions at Weirs. He made regular trips between Lake Village and Weirs and when the camp-meet¬ ing was in session at Alton Bay he 28 would run between that place and Wolfboro, connecting with the steam¬ er “Lady of the Lake”, owned by the company. His time was not alto¬ gether taken up with this work, and when not on the boat he ran a train on the Main Line. In 1875, he was in charge of a work train between Lancaster and Pabyan, N. H., and during the summer pulled the va¬ rious trains on the branch between Wing Road and Fabyan, and later between Woodsville and that station. On April 8th, 1876, Mr. Adams was assigned to what was then known as the “mail” train, between Concord and Woodsville, and served in that capacity until December 31st, after which for some time he did spare work and then ran the Montreal Ex¬ press between Concord and Woods- vi'lle. He continued on the express until 1882, at which time there was a big wreck on Ashland Hill, and sev¬ eral changes were made, and he was asked by J. A. Dodge to go into the office at Lake Village and take charge. In addition to his office duties he was to run as spare conductor when needed. He had charge of the Mo¬ tive Power and Road Department ac¬ counts and made up the pay-rolls. He also ran the first pay car over the Mr. Adams continued as conduc¬ tor, engineer, clerk and general util¬ ity man until 1884, when, upon the resignation of his father, he left the service to take up railroading in the West, locating on the B. & M. R., at Platsmouth, Neb., as roundhouse foreman and was shortly thereafter transferred to Red Cloud, in charge of a switcher. The climate not agreeing with his health, together with Mrs. Adams, who had accom¬ panied her husband west, he returned to New Hampshire, arrived home on Christmas day, 1884, where he re¬ entered the service of the B., C. & M., serving in different capacities such as dispatcher, engineer, conduc¬ tor, agent and operator until early in July 1885, when he was sent for by superintendent W. A. Stowell, Old Passenger Station, Tilton, N. H. present general manager of the M. & W. R. R., and assigned to relieve temporarily the agent at Tilton, which assignment was continued permanently, Mr. Adams having been the agent at that station since. Next comes some reminiscences of early rail¬ road days as told by William P. Lang, the veter¬ an auctioneer, salesman and general all around man of Tilt on. Tilton, N. H., April 12, 1919. Dear Sir: After seeing so many interesting items in regard to the B. C. & M. railroad and its early history I came to the conclusion that a letter from me showing something of my experiences in railroading in connec¬ tion with other incidentals might be worthy of your attention. Early in the summer of 1865 I applied for a job and got it through Mark Law- 29 rence at that time station agent at Plymouth. I went to Plymouth and visited the railroad office and they put me to work on a freight. The freights were all way freights then. Ezra Mann, now proprietor of a drug store at Woodsville, was the conduc¬ tor. I made a few trips with him as brakeman. Then they took me into the station at Plymouth making me baggage master at the Plymouth de¬ pot. Of course the trains north and south at that time met at Plymouth end that was the place for dinner at that time as always. The two conductors on the mail train at that time were Seth Green- leaf and Sid Russ. In those days they run cars from Providence and Worcester to Plymouth, returning on the next train. We used to have to shift them out up there. After the train left there was nothing more done until night. They would put cattle racks on behind the mail train and go down below Plymouth about two miles to the intervale where the cattle racks would be unhitched and left on the main line. The train men would then notify Patch Clifford in Concord and the engine on the train north corresponding to the one now going through here about 4 p. m., would stop and push us back, the cattle racks having been meanwhile loaded with dry peeled excelsior wood, cut in four foot length. The busi¬ ness of manufacturing excelsior mat¬ tresses had just started to boom at that time and thousands of cords of wood were handled. The men would hurry to get it loaded and would then sit down in the shade and rest until the train arrived. Thus you see a train would set on the main line prac¬ tically all day, but traffic was not as heavy in those days. One noon the train up was late. It was my duty to attend the switches and make the shift. Old Henry Little was the engineer that day. He was running the Chocorua. The train was scheduled to back down on to a sid¬ ing. I set the switch way over and down they came hitting the switch and then bumping along on the ties, the three cars and engine all going off on the wall track in front of the Railroad office. The first thing I saw was Superintendent Dodge, Jim L. Rogers, the treasurer and Charles Whittier come running down the track and over across to see what was the matter. Dodge always called me “Charles” and he said “Charles who did this?” I answered “I am like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie, I did it.” “Well” Dodge thunder¬ ed, “That’s all we want of you”. I was boarding at Henry Green’s, an old blacksmith’s, and I went for my things. By the time they had got the train back on the track I was ready to come home. I got a letter the next day saying that I could come back but I said “No”. I presume if I had returned I might have been superintendent or president of the road by this time. They put a man named Gilman in my place and he hadn’t been there a week before he run a train off about the same way, only his run into the shed and did considerable damage. My run off had not resulted in any damage. They kept Gilman for many years. That incident ended my services as a railroad man. I remember the railroad way back here when the engine house and turn¬ table was near Carter’s mill. I have some of the railroad reports for the year 1855 which are quite interesting. Of course I remember the old con¬ ductors Sid Russ and Seth Greenleaf well. Sid was a comical fellow. He used to have a lot of fun with Darius Dockham, who lived across the street from the depot. Mr. Dockham was always sitting out on the piazza in front of his house. One day Sid ar¬ rived and said, “Where’s Dockham?” 30 He finally located .him and said, “Oh here you are. Shall I go along?” Mr. Dockham answered “Yes” and Sid said “All right I didn’t want to go until you said I could.” A stranger riding on Sid’s train one day asked him what kind of a place Sanbornton Bridge was and how many people lived there. “Wait until we get there” Sid replied. “They will all be at the depot and you can tell for yourself.” He was a dry chap. I well remember him as he stood in the door of the baggage car smoking his old clay pipe. At Northfield Depot many times the train would stop and all hands would have to get out and wood up. One day a woman was riding north with Sid. She was going to Laconia. When the train arrived at East Til¬ ton she started to get off but the con¬ ductor told her that she had not reached Laconia yet. When the train did arrive at Laconia she said to Sid, “Which end shall I get off from?”, and he answered “Both ends are go¬ ing to stop, Madam, take 3 r our choice”. The train called the Shoo Fly was made up to start with at Plymouth. The year has gone from me now. We were all at the station to see the first train down. It consisted of a little passenger car, a small baggage car and the engine called the Moun¬ tain Maid. Bill Kimball was the engineer. Pete Hinds was the conductor. It was at the time the song “Shoo Fly, Don’t Bother Me”, was first got up. Arthur Kimball an eccentric fellow, said “We ought to call it the Shoo Fly”. Everybody was whistling this tune and from that time on the train has always been known as the Shoo Fly. The name originated here. I well remember the time before there was any railroad station at Tilton, or Sanbornton Bridge. They sold tickets from Robert S. Perkins’ parlor window. He was afterwards station agent. Plis house set where our depot does now. It was moved across the track when the old depot Wh3 built. In October 1852 they held a state fair at Laconia. I have one of the badges with the names of Judge Nesmith, Frederick Smyth and Mr. Walker of Concord upon it. Laconia was at that time Meredith Bridge. The day was one of the biggest in the history of the railroad and a tre¬ mendous crow’d was on hand. I want¬ ed to go but my mother wouldn’t let me and I set on the fence at my house and watched the people. All of a sudden we heard a great noise. It was a runaway horse owned by Dr. Woodbury. The horse and two wheeled doctor’s rig came tearing down through the crowd. There was great excitement. Finally the train came in and after the people had crowded aboard it started off. Then we heard it coming back. Ma let me run down to the depot to see what the trouble was. I found that Mrs. John Evans had been killed by the train. She had come out from her home near the crossing at the Granite Mills to watch the crowd and had got her foot caught between the rail and a frog and had been unable to free herself. Later on there was a big accident that same day at The Weir-s. Dodge was the conductor. Some of the crowd had got aboard the train in front in order to avoid paying car fares. The train was stopped at the Weirs bridge so that the conductor could collect the tickets. While the train stood there another train came along and smashed into the rear end of the train that had stopped. Sev¬ eral people were killed. I have a list of all the engines they had on the road in 1855 and of the number of cars they had then. I recall that there have been a good many accidents at our crossings at 31 different times and several people have been killed right here. I re¬ member them all pretty well. I remember they used to draw empty cars on the Plains Saturday af¬ ternoon and load them* with lumber* Sunday. Then they were cut loose with one man on the brakes. One Sunday they got away from him and all went off the siding. The freight depot was so arranged at that time that the train went right through. These cars stove through both doors, crashing right through the station. I was a young fellow at the time. I remember that some of the men jumped off and were pretty badly lamed. John Paige jumped and sprawled out there. Luckily the cars were not going very fast. Possibly some of the items from the annual report of the Directors of the Boston, Concord and Montreal railroad for the year ending May 1, 1855 may be of interest to your readers. For in¬ stance James M. Whiton, superin¬ tendent pro tern says during his re¬ port: I am grateful to be able to add in conclusion that no accident has happened to any passenger since the time I took charge of the road. Only two instances of any injury of any consequence to the operatives of the road have occurred in the same time. “In January 1854 while a freight train was on its route in Northfield, a stick of timber by some means never satisfactorily explained worked loose, carried off the top of the saloon car and broke both legs of W. B. Douglas, the conductor. “Mr. Douglas has recovered and is now station agent at Woodsville. In March last George Randall, fireman, in attempting to leap from an engine at Lake Village struck the ice and fractured his thigh. He is now re¬ covering. Annexed are statements of the road equipment which shows its present condition. The number of cars is kept up, all which have been broken or worn out having been re¬ placed. Respectfully submitted.” Under the head of new buildings the report says: New buildings have been constructed as follows—New passenger station at Sanbornton bridge. This would indicate that the depot previous to the present build¬ ing was built in 1855. I note several other interesting items in this old report. One says: The corporation are in possession of wood lands to the extent of about 7,000 acres equivalent to over ten square miles and the wood required for the company as well as sleepers, material for repair of fences and for other purposes of the company are procured from these lands and at an important saving in expense. The cost of the lands has been a fraction over $3 per acre. About 300 acres consist of farm lands which are to be sold. Other lands are of different values but mostly covered with wood and timber. The list of engines on the Boston, Concord & Montreal, April 1, 1855. was as follows: Old Man of the Mountain, Lady of the Lake, Old Crawford, Josiah Quincy, James N. Elkins and Ahquedauken passenger engines, Granite State, McDuffe, Pe¬ ter Clark, Moosilauke, Winnepisaukee and Pehaugan, freight engines and Pony and Paugus, gravel engines. They all had four driving wheels. Winnepisaukee, Pehaugan and Moosi- lauk were the heaviest, weighing 24 tons each. Josiah Quincy, Old Man of the Mountain, Lady of the Lake and Old Crawford weighed 22 tons each. Paugus weighed 18 tons and Pony 14 tons. Hinkley & Drury, Bos¬ ton Locomotive Works, Lyman South¬ er and the B., C. & M., shops were the manufacturers. They were all re¬ ported in good repair. The total miles made by the Lady of the Lake was 23,378. The Old Man of the Mountain and the Granite State each 32 made about 15,000 miles. The Mc- Duffee was credited with 7,196. The statement regarding cars as shown by the report that year was as follows: two single saloon cars (pas¬ senger) 54 seats; one double, 50 seats; two double, 48 seats; five without saloons, 60 seats; two bag¬ gage and post office, 40% feet; two baggage and post office, 34% feet; two common baggage; 74 long box freight, 28 feet; 15 short box freight, 13 feet; eight platform freight, 13 feet; eight platform freight, 32 feet; 111 platform freight, 28 feet; 28 cat¬ tle racks, 28 feet; and 15 gravel cars. The total income was given as $298,282.31 of which $100,495.59 was from passengers and $178,548.04 from freight. Among the expenditures was $21,659.16 for wood and $4,792.97 for oil. Passenger labor included en¬ gineers, firemen, conductors, brake- men, car cleaners and ticket office expenses for passenger trains am¬ ounted to $27,812.60. Merchandise labor including station agents, en¬ gineers, conductors, brakemen, fire¬ men and extra assistants on freight trains cost $27,812.60. Repairs on the road cost $41,256.20 and repairs on engines amounted to $12,234.60. Under the head of Gratuties I note the following: W. B. Douglas, con¬ ductor, both legs broken on freight train $200. Expense for same $245.07. Doctor’s bill and gratutity to Irish¬ man injured at Haverhill $38.25. Damages paid for freight loss and injured $1,421.20. Salaries $4,200. The salary of the president was $1,000 including all his traveling ex¬ penses. The salary of the superin¬ tendent was $2,000 and his expenses on the line of the road. The treas¬ urer received $1,000 including the pay of his clerk. During the year $1,054.94 was ex¬ pended for advertising including newspapers, handbills, maps and other advertisements relating to this line and its connections. The profits of the year were given as $140,951.14. An interesting comment was as follows: The risk assumed by the railroad is a matter which I feel con¬ fident has been always underrated. The stringency of the laws, the al¬ most vindictive verdicts which are sometimes rendered by the juries, render risks assumed enormous. So far as possible every precaution has been taken to obviate danger and a more general understanding among roads as to changes of time whereby trains could be run with the advant¬ age of habit in addition to the fixed rules would, especially in single track roads, do much to diminish this item. I also have a copy of the annual re¬ port for 1857. In this report the di¬ rectors express regret at the sudden death of their late superintendent, James M. Whiton. The net earnings of the year are given as $105,044.19. The report says: The expenditures of the past year are much increased by reason of the flood in August last and by the fires at Plymouth and Lake Village with the tax of 1855 requiring an outlay of $27,000 which have been added to the current account of 1857. Treasurer George Minot of Concord presented a comparative statement of the income and expenditures for the years 1856 and 1857. The gross pas¬ senger income for 1856 was $121,774.- 74 and for 1857 it was $115,475.72. The gross freight income for ’56 was $236,631.69 and for ’57 it was $214,- 292.49. The expenditures for ’56 were $163,378.67 and for ’57 they were $155,742.25. In addition to the old reports I have a collection of old tickets. I think the oldest is a baggage ticket issued when East Tilton was Union Bridge. They used to issue tickets for bag¬ gage. It is printed on both sides alike and says, “Boston, Concord & Montreal Railroad. To Union Bridge. 33 Baggage valued over $50 to be at own¬ er’s risk unless notice is given and extra charges paid.” Another old ticket dated June 2, 1866 on the Northern railroad is “To West Andover” and is signed by A. G. Warren. The stamp is Northern Railroad 66. I have preserved my ticket to the opening of the Lake Shore Railroad, Tuesday June 17, 1890. This marked the opening of the new line between value is signed by C. E. Tilton, Pres¬ ident, and is an annual pass on the Tilton & Belmont Railroad for the year 1890. I have a ticket on the Steamer Lady of the Lake to Wolf- boro signed J. L. Rogers and dated August 21, 1866. I had connection with the railroad as police for many years. It was through my efforts that the fellow was caught who tried to run a train off over the summit. He got mad at On Plymouth Intervale in the summer of 1872. Lake Village and Alton Bay. A spec¬ ial train left Tilton at 9.51 a. m., that day. C. A. Busiel as president signed the ticket. I also have a complimentary ticket to the opening at Lancaster, N. H., Nov. 29, 1870, reading “Boston, Con¬ cord & Montreal & White Mountains (N. H.) Extension Railroad. Pass Mr. W. P. Lang from Tilton to Lan¬ caster and return. J. A. Dodge, su¬ perintendent.” The engine that drew the train that day was named Lan¬ caster. I am still holding a pass dated Sept. 25, 1876, Tilton to Plymouth, “On account of police.” One of the complimentary tickets I especially the railroad because he had been put off a freight and tried to get revenge by piling up a big lot of ties on the track. He was arrested, convicted and sentenced to 15 years. Among my souvenirs are a lot of baggage tags. When the railroad gave up using these brass checks I happened to be in Boston where there were barrels of them at the North Station and I picked out a few. Among my collection of railroad souvenirs I ran across a receipt dated Sept. 25, 1862. It was J. L. and E. A. Abbott to the Boston, Concord & Montreal Railroad Corporation Dr. For transporting from Sanbornton to Concord a lot of oak lumber weighing 11,250 pounds. The charges were $9. The Abbotts were connected with the Abbott, Downing Co. The bill is signed by David F. Johnson, station agent. The receipt says: All goods and merchandise will be at risk of the owners while in the store houses of the company. Terms cash on de¬ livery. There has been quite a change in the present Tilton station since it was built. The present building has been raised about two feet higher than it was at first. The new street was in- staled in 1895 and at that time the de¬ pot was raised, many car loads of gravel being furnished for the pur¬ pose of grading. The fountain at the depot was not changed and this is the reason that it is so low down at present. Yours very truly, William P. Lang. Tilton, N. H. After fifty-five years of service from the old B,, C. & M. days, along down through the years, up to last November George Ed Cummings had seen more railroad service than any other man now living in the state of New Hampshire. After being super¬ intendent for twenty-six years, Mr. Cummings, owing to ill health, re¬ signed with a railroad record equaled by but few. With the resignation of 'Supt. George E. Cummings, November 1st, 1918, ends fifty years of varied rail¬ road career. As records show, iMr. Cummings began railroading in the fall of 1868, as watchman in the Woodsv'ille Engine house, which at that time was the terminal of the North Country railroad. The engine house at this time had a capacity of five engines and the turntable inside the house. The engines were wood- burners, requiring the handling of a large amount of wood by the em¬ ployees. Mr. Cummings remained at this post, as watchman and cleaner of en¬ gines until the spring of 1870, when he went to Littleton to fill a similar position, going from there to Lan¬ caster as the road advanced to that point. Superintendent J. A. Dodge had promised Cummings a job breaking just as soon as he was old enough and his size would permit, and in the spring of 1871 this long looked for job was obtained, and with pride he entered the train service. At this time the brakeunan had something to do besides help the ladies on and off and call out the stations. The pas¬ senger cars were fitted up with a wood stove in the center of the car, two candle lamps, one on each side of the car, which gave barely ’light enough to see vour way through the coach. The cars were coupled to¬ gether with link and pin, and all brakes were set by the strength of the brak ©man’s arm. The brak emeu were assigned two brakes, care of baggage, and at the end of the rim shifted out the train, sweep the cars, get kindling for fires on the return trip and arise early enough to build the fires and get the cars warm be¬ fore time to leave the terminal, the run being from Lancaster to Boston and return. In addition all hands had to turn out and help wood up from three to four times enroiCe. (Likely some resignations would be sent in if conditions were put back to that now.) In 1874 the first parlor car was run over the road; Superintendent Dodge and Mr. Cummings going with it to see that all clearances were right and that no harm came to it. This car ran from boat connection at New Lon¬ don, Conn., to the White Mountains. In the fall of 1875 Mr. Cummings worked in shops overseeing the build¬ ing of the first logging trucks which were the first trucks used to draw logs from the North Country woods. In these days the way freights run from Woodsville to Boston, instead of Plymouth and return, as at present. The run was made in four days with one hr ahem an. In 1882 ;Mr. Cummings was ap¬ pointed wood and car agent with of¬ fices at Woodsville, 'buying some thirty thousand cords of wood each year, which represented about the amount consumed by the road each 5 Divisions at that point, a position which he occupied until 1888, when he was appointed trainmaster at Woodsville. In 1889 he was appointed iSuperin- tendent of the Kilkenny railroad, in addition to his duties as trainmaster at Woodsville. The Kilkenny road was a logging road, handling logs and lumber over very hard grades. In May of the same year he was appoint¬ ed Assistant Superintendent of the The Weirs Railroad Station and Boat Landing Fitly years ago. year. (Some bill with the price of today.) During this period it was no uncommon sight to see a train of twenty-five flat cars loaded with lum¬ ber go out without a box car in the train, and only one brakeman to go over Warren Summit. In 1884 the Boston and Lowell leased the Boston, Concord and (Mont¬ real road and Mr. Cummings was ap¬ pointed transfer agent with offices at Concord, and was in charge of affairs for the White Mountain and Northern Montreal railroad north of Concord with headquarters at Woodsville, which position he held under the Su- pedintendency of Edw. F. Mann, who died in August, 1892, when Mr. Cum¬ mings was promoted to the office of Superintendent, a position he has held through all the changes of titles and management down to the date of his resignation on 'November 1. Mr. Cummings was also President of the Mount Washington for several years, and all in all knows the rail- 36 road business of the lines (between Concord, Groveton, Berlin and the top of New England (Mt. Washing¬ ton) better probably than any other railroad man in the North 'Country. Lakeport, March 10, 1919. Dear Caswell. 1 am much intertested in the old time railroad articles. Forty years ago I was one of the boys with the rest of the fellows and shall never forget these days. I am not much at writing, but could use to “polish a brake-head” with the bes t of them. In my bright lexicon of youth There was no such word as “Fail,” And in those days I was quite sure I had the old world by the tail. But now that I know thrice as much As I did then, I heave a sigh. And, looking back, I wonder how In thunder ration I got by! ODD TIMER. This work would not be complete without Joe Hooker’s name mentioned in it somewhere. Joseph B. Ayer was himself a part of the old B., C. & M. 'He knew how to handle a loco¬ motive, and keep one in repair as well. He had a habit of apparently sleeping for miles at a time when climbing the hills. With his trusty hand on the throttle, but when the drivers started to ‘slip” an intuition would intercede and he would invari¬ ably “put her in to the center” and she would “pick up” again. A trusty fireman in the cab with him always counted for much; he run for years without any serious mishaps. He is now spending his declining years on his farm beside the lake just out of Lakeport. Already there has appeared a list of engines and their locomotives in 1882 —37 years ago. Another list comes to hand which is seven years older, 1875 or forty-four years ago, and is sent by ex-Supt. Cummings. The list is as follows: Plymouth was run by Patch Clifford. Lancaster, West Lyons. Mt. Washington, Charles Hoit. Lady of the Lake, John Marsh. Old Crawford, Will Moore. Chocorua, George Ferguson. Ahquedockin, Charles Burleigh. Coos, Henry Little. Northumberland, Bogy (Alfred) Drake. J. N. Elkins, George E. Randall. Fabyan, Die Sargent Profile, Ossie Berdean. Tip-Top, Frank Swasey. Peter Clark, William Kimball. Winnipeseogee, Martin Perkins. Pehongun, Sam Kimball. Laconia, Spare. Belknap, Joe Ayer. Pagus. Nelson Bedell. Granite State, Charles Leonard. McDuffe, John Boynton. Moosilauke, George Lyon. Franconia, True Carpenter. Ammonoosuc, Orrin Bailey. Gilford, Fred Clifford. Tilton, John 'Swain. Marshfield, Spare. Stranger, Spare. In the old days of link and pin couplings and hand brakes, when railroads were in their infancy, the brakemen constantly faced dangers unknown to the men of today. A bright lad with a widowed mother over in the town of Easton, was away on his trip, doing his best to keep the wolf from the door of the old home; in a moment of leisure he wrote these lines which found their way into some newspaper: 37 The Brakeman. By Chas. Dexter. Dust grimed features, weather beaten, Hands that show the sear of toil, Do you envy him his station. Patient tiller of the soil? In the storm or in the sunshine, He must mount the speeding train, Ride outside at post of duty, Heeding not the drenching rain. In the pleasant summer weather Standing on the car-top high. He can view the charming landscape, As he rushes swiftly by, When he note^ th beauteous picture Which the lovely landscape makes, Suddenly across his dreaming Comes a quick, shrill cry for brakes. But when winter’s icy fingers Cover earth with snowy shroud, And the north wind like a mad man, Pushes on with shrieking loud, Then behold the gallant brakeman Spring to heed the engines’ call Running o’er the icy car-tops,— God protect him if he fall. Do not scorn to treat him kindly, He will give you smile for smile, Though he is nothing but a brakeman, Do not deem him surely vile, Speak to him in kindly language Though his clothes are coarse and plain, For he has a fearless heart That feels both joy and pain. He may have a widowed mother. He may be her only joy, Perhaps in her home she is praying For the safety of her boy; How he loves that dear old mother, Toiling for her day-by-day, Always bringing her some present Every time he draws his pay. Daily facing death an danger, One mis-step or slip of hand, Sends the poor unlucky brakeman To the dreaded unknown laud, When we scan our evening paper, Note what its filled columns say, One brief line attracts our notice, “One more brakeman killed to-day.” In her little lonely cottage. Waiting in the waning light. Sits the luckless brakeman’s mother, She expects her boy to-night; Someone brings the fatal message, God have mercy: hear her pray As she reads the fearful story, “Killed while coupling cars to-day.” Manus H. Perkins began railroad¬ ing fifty-three years ago. He spent 27 years of his life on the road and died December 13, 1892, as a result of a fall from his train a year before. He started as brakeman in 1866 and after a couple of years was promoted to conductor, running the through freight to Boston, and in later years, the stock train. For eight years, up to the time of his fall, he had not missed a day, and all his years of railroading were passed on this road. George G. Shute will he remem¬ bered by many today. Shute began railroading in 1880 under Mr. Dodge, for the old road. He gradually climbed the ladder of promotion and had many friends who knew him best along the line over which he run as passenger conductor. For a number of years he was in charge of one of the C. P. trains between Concord and Newport, Vt. He died about four years ago. The Boston Herald one time told of a conversation between Shute and a drummer on his train as they went through Haverhill one day. The drummer asked, “George, why didn’t they have the station over near the village?” To which Shute replied in his usual droll manner, “Because they wanted it over here near the railroad.” « Bath, N. H., March 15, 1919. Brother Caswell: — I am interested in your articles, Early days of the B. C. and M. R. R. I have lived for 60 years on the line of what is now the Boston & Maine. Way back in the sixties as a boy, I well remember the old timers. Weston Lyons, one of the old timers went to work for the old Bos¬ ton, Concord and Montreal R. R., in 1863 as fireman. In 1867 he was a full fledged engineer and worked for many years; everybody on 'the line / 38 knew Weston. He is now at Elk¬ hart, Ind. With best wishes, I am, Very respectfully, .lames W. Foster. Following is a letter from Rev. William A. Loyne, a Methodist minis¬ ter, who probably is better known and more popular among the railroad men of his day than any clergyman before or since. Mr. Loyne is today pastor of St. Paul’s Church, Law¬ rence, Mass. To Mr. Caswell: Dear Sir—I have been very much interested in the Warren News from the day of its first issue. It is to me one of the marvels of the north country. When you started in recently to print the correspondence from the railroad men and the brotherly or sisterly old engines, telling about the folks, it fairly made me long for the week to come round when the next issue would be out like boys waiting for the coming of the morning to see what would be said. How real-like it has all seemed to me. I first became acquainted with the men and the old-time engines in 1881. My experience has been growing and my knowledge of the road and the folks has been very pleasant indeed. It was in the spring of 1S85 that T first came in touch with the men and the old smoke stacks and the polished work of the engines. I never thought as much about the machines as I have of the men. The first man whom I learned to know and regard was Will F. True, the agent for so many years at East Ha¬ verhill, now Oliverean. Every rail¬ road man who passed that way knew that brother would be on his job. He was one of the most faithful men I ever knew. There was Charles Simp¬ son, known in his day all up and down the road. He was an express¬ man, or in the car in charge of the express. Charles was one of the roughest men on the outside, prided himself on his rough speech, but he was white inside. When he was on his dying bed he sent a message to me to know if T would come from Colebrook to preach his funeral ser¬ mon. which I promised to do. When Charles was buried from the old church there was a crowd from all parts. A special train was run in charge of the whitest man on the railroad, Supt. Ed. Mann. When the service was read at the grave it was a beautiful sight to see a large crowd of railroad men standing about the open grave. Mr. Sam Paige assisted me in reading the ritual. Tt was there I learned to love railroad men. Another of my old friends was George Shiite, conductor. What a pe¬ culiar man he was! But who ever knew a bigger hearted brother when you touched the right cord. There was Herb G-ale, white as a hound’s tooth. Herb came down to East Haverhill to meet his lady. Miss Minnie Merrill, and they came to the parsonage to be married. After the wedding they started off up the road, as Herb said to take the old road back by the Center. About fifteen minutes afterward back he came, and said: “My soul, Elder, I forgot to kiss the cook,” and he handed me a ten dollar gold piece, and started off again. When I think for a moment of my old friend, Frank Johnson. How the boys did like Frank! He was my neighbor in Woodsvilie; and at Con¬ cord, I finally laid him to rest. What a splendid railroad man he w r as! He died as he lived,—a clean, true and helpful brother. Time would fail me to tell of the men of yesterday. There was my old friend of many years, who prided himself in 747—old 747. It was Milo, and there was only one Milo. “I like 747, Elder, she rides hard, but she makes time and she is sure.” Poor Milo, we all wish that he might be strong again, but the fountain of the great deep has broken up. I have had old friends among the highest-ups, who have done many things out of sight. There was Gov. Fred Smithe of Manchester, the presi¬ dent of the road, and Frank Brown, 39 year, and I hope to meet them in the land that is fairer than day. Yours respectfully, W. A. Loyne. 26 Wyman St., Lawrence, Mass. Next comes a letter from Mrs. C. D. White, “Grammie White,” as the boys used to call her. Mrs. White is the mother of the late Frank P. White, who for many years was connected with the old road as telegraph opera¬ tor, and later train dispatcher. Frank White went through life minus his One of the first passenger trains to run into Fabyans in the early 70’s. the agent, and Mr. Cummings of Woodsville and others, who never re¬ fused me a favor for the sick or needy •whenever I asked them. My old friend, Tom Taylor, yet with us, who contributed the first dollar toward the cottage hospital, and a bunch of railroad men made the first public subscription toward the same. My friendship and deep regard for railroad men has grown with the right arm. The member was severed when he was 19 by the old “bumpers” while coupling cars at West Rumnev. White afterwards learned to telegraph and died at the age of 59 years. Grammie White was left a widow thirty years ago and in her advanced years is remarkably smart, takes in washings and finds time to enter into social life of the village. She is 85 years of age and has lived just south of Wentworth village within twenty- ) six feet of the railroad ever since the road was built through the town. Wentworth, March 3rd, 1919. Friend Caswell: You are publishing interesting arti¬ cles on the things which happened on the B., C. and M. railroad years ago. I am much pleased to learn of so many old acquaintances which it was my good fortune to know person¬ ally. One instance, in particular, was when Henry Mann, some 40 years ago was conductor on the stock train. When the train was only a few rods above the station it was noticed that some of the cattle were having a skirmish and when they got down to White’s crossing opposite my house, one succeeded in pushing another through the rack of the car, and as he went out, he swung against a sig¬ nal post and rolled under the train. It was in the month of February when the snow had become so hard outside the rails, that when it hit the creature it threw the cars off the track. I ran out to see what I could do, and saw the cars were off the iron. I looked up the street and a man was coming with team. I motioned him to stop and I got a knife for him to bleed the creature, and asked him to hurry to the station and notify the express, which was nearly due. He did so and also notified a butcher who lived near the station. The butcher was Daniel Oolby, father of Engineer Bert Colby. After I had done all I could, I looked down the track and saw Mr. Mann and owner of the beef coming post haste with an axe. I soon found that the train had been wrecked at the first twin bridge; when it hit the bare sleepers, it caused the cars to go off the iron, and butter, potatoes and a variety of other merchandise were all in a heap. It took until midnight to right the track ready for trains to go over. Mr. Mann gave me a compliment for my thoughtfulness. That was one of my 40 experiences since living here beside the track. The next was when they used the old couplings and often a freight would be broken apart, sometimes in three sections; but on this par¬ ticular morning it was quite early so the conductor had his lantern still burning, and as I watched to see if they came to a stop, I saw' him drop with his lantern. As the train went under the bridge his back was towards the “head end”, and he did not see his danger. My husband and I hurried to the scene. I took a quilt to use in case of need, but before I reached the scene, I saw a rubber in one place, a glove in another, and pieces of skull scat¬ tered about and it made me sick at heart. Mr. White took the place to get him out of the wheel where his clothes had been wound in with his body. After a long while he was taken out, the body mutilated beyond recognition. When the big washout occurred just south of the station, when two engines went into the ditch, it was a narrow escape for the engineers and fireman. Henry Mann was conduc¬ tor and he was on top of a car and saw through the fog that the track was settled; he gave warning as soon as possible. The engineers and firemen jumped for their lives and landed in the brook catching hold of bushes to save themselves. Car- loads of apples and other things were washed down the brook and rails covered completely out of sight. Young nurseries grew up from the buried apples in several places. The brook was covered with a trestle work and it was very easy to undermine with the large amount of water. It ruined the farm then owned by a man named Milo Aiken. Sand and rocks were most all there was to be seen. It was 43 years ago and I do not recall the train- 41 men’s names. It was a very narrow escape that none were hurt or killed. I want to mention one more bit of experience which happened in the month of January. I think it was before the large snow plough came in use. A terrible blizzard had been raging for two days and a large crew of men had shoveled at the de¬ pot to keep the yard passable. . On this day just as the sun went down, Mr. White came home from the sta¬ tion where he had worked all day, and said he didn’t know as they would be able to get through at present. There was a large drift just north of the house and Mr. White said he hoped he would not have to go out again that night for it was growing colder and the wind blew fierce. I said I hear them com¬ ing into the big drift and then hur¬ ried into my west room to look and the three engines were doing their best and in an instant—crash! went the window behind me, and glass, sash and draperies were buried in four feet of snow in my sitting room. Just as Mr. White came to the door, the crash came. Had he been one second sooner no doubt he would have been killed. I managed to get over the snow filled with glass and •sash and then the snow had to be shoveled out and a thick quilt was nailed up for the night. In the morning we took off a double wind¬ ow and nailed over the smashed window until we could send to Lake Village for a new window. It re¬ quires care and some nerve to live within 26 feet of a railroad crossing. Many times people have come near being run over at this crossing and trains have many times come to a full stop in order to save lives. I have fought fires to save buildings, and have shed tears to see my pet dogs and cats and flocks of chickens and hens killed, but have survived to go through many scenes, unpleasant though they were; but am thankful after fifty years of all this, to be alive to tell the story at the age of 84 years, young. A letter from my grandson, Guy B. White, Montpelier, Vt., oldest son of Frank P. White, says he is think¬ ing of 33 years ago now, when he went with his father to Concord and Mr. White and myself came back with them. We started from Con¬ cord about 3 p. m. It had been snowing a few hours and still snow¬ ing harder. When we reached Ply¬ mouth it was reported that a heavy freight train was stalled at Spauld¬ ing’s crossing in Rumney and it would be impossible to get through that night, and it was a busy night. Frank hired a room with two beds in the Pemigewassett house and the little boys and I were made comfort¬ able for the night. The next day was Town Meeting day but the train did not reach Wentworth until 7 p. m., next night. The storm turned into a blizzard which the boys will remember as long as life lasts. Frank White helped in the telegraph office through the night. There have been great improvements in getting trains over such obstacles as those of 40 years ago. Respectfully yours, Mrs. C. D. White. Suncook, N. H., Feb. 24, 1919. C. E. Caswell: I wish Mr. William Kimball was living to tell a little of his life on the road. I am sure a man who put in over 40 years as he did, must have seen some good things. He told a party of friends one time of the fast run he made from Plymouth to Woodsville. He had a young chap who wanted to be kind of smart, who was conductor on that train up and back one day, so when he would come out to give the signal lie would say to Kimball, “Well, Bill, don’t go 42 to sleep.” Kimball said he had heard it enough, so after a few sta¬ tions he opened her up, and when they got to the Summit the young chap came along and says, “For G— sake don’t run so fast.” “I shan’t go to sleep”, says Bill. He thought it was the best time he ever made, but that settled the going to sleep question after that. The young man was heard telling a friend of his what fast time they made on that road. He said, “We left Plymouth one night 20 minutes late and got in¬ to Woodsville on time.” I think Mr. John Marsh could re¬ late some good ones if he felt like it, and I hope to hear him tell of his run into the washout at Wentworth. Am not writing this for publica¬ tion but I like to hear the good things about the old B., C. & M., and the good old times I have seen there. J. EAMES. If Uncle John Marsh were living today he would be about a hundred years old. Uncle John many years ago went on his long vacation. The washout at Wentworth was 43 years ago. Uncle John jumped into the stream, was carried quite a distance in the swift current and saved his life by grasping some bushes beside the stream. He told the boys the Lord put the bushes there to save his life. Mention is made of this circumstance earlier in the article. The Moosehillock and Franconia were badly wrecked at that time.... John Marsh;, Sr., formerly worked for the road and run the Mt. Wash¬ ington summers between the Base and Fabyans. If he is yet living is not known to the writer, but it is quite probable he is not. Ralph Adams was many years master mechanic with headquarters at Lakeport. Mr. Adams was an unusually good man, a skilled me¬ chanic, respected by all the boys; and the directors and officials of the road had implicit confidence in Ralph Adams. As a citizen he was held in high esteem. Clarence W. Adams, his son, is now stationed at Tilton, It seems that I never could tire of writing about the old days of wood burners, hand brakes and link coup¬ lings, along with the old timers who made railroad history three score years ago, for certainly, “They builded better than they knew,” as has already been said. In early railroad days when loco¬ motives were designated by names, usually this name was printed on the sides of the cab in shining gilt letters, people living near railroads seemed to take a real interest in the various engines. We boys of two score or more years ago were very enthusiastic over them. Not only did we know by name all the loco¬ motives that came into this vicinity, but could tell of the approach of any particular one by the sound of its bell or whistle. The new locomo¬ tives, each larger and more ornate than the older ones, were viewed by us with critical but approving eye. In early days of the road, the pas¬ senger cars were so poorly lighted at night that a person sitting at one end of the car could not tell whether or not there were any passengers at the other end. The only means of lighting in those days were two fee¬ ble oil lamps, one at each end of the car. But though a passenger could not read in the car at night and had to commune with himself or talk with a neighbor whom per¬ haps he could not see; though his spine were almost broken by the low- backed seats, and though in winter 43 his feet were half-frozen from the inability of the single wood-stove to successfully attack the cold drafts that came in around the windows;— though the passenger suffered these discomforts, yet he had the satis¬ faction of knowing that his train was proceeding on its way with a due regard for the outward glories, for the locomotive was radiant with burnished brass and ornate decora¬ tions. I recollect how forty years ago I used to help “wood-up” the old Duffe, Lady, Paugus and the other helpers, being rewarded with a ride by many of the obliging engineers, whose names have been mentioned elsewhere in this article. How the memory of those old “tubs” linger with me, with their swell topper stacks and brass mountings. The interior of the cabs is fresh in my memory. The old time engineers seemed to have a real affection for their ma¬ chine; an affection which the mod¬ ern engine does not seem to evoke. Perhaps this may be imaginary, but the old-time knight of the throttle seems to delight in recalling ex¬ periences with these interesting old locomotives. I recollect one en¬ gineer who had handled a locomotive for forty years, and the last few years of his railroad life, practically the same machine; when he per¬ formed his last day’s work as en¬ gineer and left his engine in her stall at the round house, cried like a child. There came a time, however, in the progress of railroad utilitarian¬ ism when it seemed wise to drop the names and henceforth to desig¬ nate the 'locomotives merely by num¬ ber. A pretty romance of the rail then passed away. Engines which seemed to be real living things lost their names. No sentiment attaches to a number, and when all the old familiar names were lost in cold and unsuggestive numerals, and when, later, the glories of polished steel and shining brass and showy gold- leaf gave way to sober hues that re¬ quired less attention, then did the locomotive, losing all its distinctive¬ ness, and, differing little in appear¬ ance from other locomotives, de¬ generate into a mere piece of mech¬ anism. As time went on, after the Cho- corua had been equipped with an air brake and successfully tried out, other passenger engines were fitted out with the Westinghouse brake system and all the engineers given a schooling in handling it. “The air brake did it.” Whenever a heoric act was done by the boys it was not for honor or laurels. One summer morning a passenger train was speeding along the lake side, made a curve, at the end of which another was in sight, winding to the left and from that a cottage home stood in the shadow of the foliage casting reflections in the crystal lake of Winnipesaukee. The en¬ gineer excitedly exclaimed: “A child on the track!” and applied the air. At the exclamation the fireman sprang from his seat, glanced down the track, his face became pallid. A child perhaps three years old stood midway between the rails and not a hundred yards from the engine, facing the on-coming train waving its little hands, as it was wont to do from its mother’s arms perhaps, at the passing of the cars. As the air was applied this noble-hearted fire¬ man, a lad in his teens almost pitched through the glass window in front. At the same moment there was a scream, a woman’s voice, and with arms aloft and face paralyzed with terror the mother stood upon the steps of her cottage. Quicker than it requires to tell it, the train was bearing down upon the child— 44 i not twenty yards from the engine, which under the pressure of the air¬ brake, was bumping and jolting fu¬ riously. The fireman’s seat was vacant, the engineer was a'lone in the cab, a vest and gold watch lie in front of the firebox door; the pilot was within twenty feet of the child, the train still in motion, too rapidly to be checked before reaching it! The engineer closed his eyes, his heart stood still at that instant. Again the mother’s heart-rending scream, and the engineer opened his eyes to see the child tossed several feet into the lake! Thirty feet more and the train was stopped. The en¬ gineer stepped into the gangway, looked out into the lake and saw struggling in the water the fireman, Andrew J. Pike, holding in his arms the child, supporting its tiny form above the water, swimming towards shore. That mother’s joy could never be expressed! While the train was bearing down on the child, Pike had instantly thrown off his vest and climbed along the running board to the pilot hoping to grasp the child before the locomotive struck the frail body, but too late; the little form was tossed into the lake but not seriously injured. After the child had been restored safely to its mother, the train crew and passen¬ gers climbed back, and the train proceeded on its way. A trembling hand pulled the throttle which start¬ ed the engine, puffing and hissing until it was going at full speed again. Not a word did the men in the cab speak to each other for some moments. They were each doing their duty before God and man. The heoric act of that fireman was talked of for many days, but An¬ drew Pike was not “puffed up” be¬ cause of it, and simply did what he could, realizing that it was not en¬ tirely his own efforts, but those of the steady hand and nerve of the engineer, more particularly “the air brake that did it.” Mr. Pike is one of the few old B., C. & M., men on the system today, and has for many years been a trusty engineer. A circumstance is told of while Eastman’s train was speeding be¬ tween Lake Village and Meredith one early morning the engineer re¬ ceived a bell rope signal to stop, and did so. The conductor said he had given no signal, the brakeman neither had given any signal, but the baggage master and expressman explained that a rooster had es¬ caped from a crate of live poultry in the express car and lighted on the bell cord, his weight sounding the signal in the cab. As by this time is well known, the earliest locomotives were wood burn¬ ers, with smoke stacks many times larger than those now in use, as will be seen in the several illustrations. In the early railroad days the road used approximately 30,000 cords of wood a year. This wood was gotten off the company’s own land in close proximity to the right of way. Ar¬ thur Knapp of Warren was a leading wood contractor for the old road and employed large gangs of men in various localities along the line. Wood was also bought of the natives whoever desired to land it beside the track. $2.50 a cord was the av¬ erage price paid. My grandfather used to have charge of a hundred men on wood trains caring for the road under direction of Mr. Knapp. Qbediah G. Smith of Plymouth had several gangs sawing wood at va¬ rious places along the line. At first the old tread horse-power was used; later an antiquated hot air compres¬ sion engine, and then the Baxter steam engine. The wood-sawing crews lived in boarding cars and were moved from one siding to an- 45 other where there was wood to be sawed. Over Warren Summit, with a grade of 96 feet to the mile was an up-hill haul and required fuel and steam. There were two wood¬ sheds on top of the hill and four within two miles of each other down the line a couple of miles, with one at East Haverhill. In fact there was a shed at about every station along the line. The writer remem¬ bers, that even back as late as the seventies, when he was a tender and shrinking youngster, the fuel sup¬ plied to the old wood burners run¬ ning between Concord and Woods- ville. There used to be a treadmill sawing machine in the woodshed at East Haverhill across the track op¬ posite the present passenger sta¬ tion. Here the station agent sawed wood. My first recollection of the outfit was the horse power and old white horse. At Warren there was another wood sawing outfit run by water power. This outfit was in the slied adjoining the water tank and engine house which were opposite the railroad buildings. Later the water failed to be sufficient power and a stationary steam engine and boiler were installed to saw wood and pump water for the locomotives. Wood was carried from towns up and down the line and sawed here; large quantities of it for the fussy little engines to eat up and spit out in smoke and cinders. The sound of the saw was for years a familiar one hereabouts in those days as it operated to supply the hungry loco¬ motives with fuel. An interesting letter follows be¬ low. This letter was written by William H. Durant of Somerville, Mass'. Will Durant was a lad in the old wood burning days. His father kept a boarding house at Wells River, Vt., just across the river from Woodsville and many of the railroad men boarded there in the early B., C. & M. days. C. E. Caswell, Warren, N. H. Dear Sir: Complying with your courteous re¬ quest dated March 17th with pleas¬ ure I recall old B., C. & M. days; for among the names mentioned in a reminiscent way in “The News” you mailed, ex-mayor George E. Hutch¬ ins of Berlin, N. H., is spoken of. It was at the age of seven that I re¬ call my first experience in listening to railroad parlance and as time passed verbal knowledge of rail¬ roading increased at the “Old Hotel” at Wells River, where many of the boys boarded. If a good word can be spoken of the veteran railroad man, why not say it? None more than he was sub¬ ject to requests for simple favors, and no body of men more willing to grant them, anticipating no hope of reward. Recalling the names of Conduc¬ tors Ferguson, Rollins, Butler, East¬ man, White, Mooney and Engineers Drake, Sargent, Hutchins, Ayers, Ferguson, Burleigh, Annis, Swasey, Cawley, Adams, Kimball, Clifford, Bailey and many more railroad men from whom I never received an un¬ kind word, amusing episodes pre¬ sent themselves. Like many inquis¬ itive Yankee boys, my first question was, “Can an engine puff when the whistle blows?” The old round house where Superintendent Cum¬ mings was then employed at Woods¬ ville, had a crank-operated turn table which concealed the pit by flooring and there was a stationary engine for running machinery, both of great wonderment, but I was non¬ plussed when told the inside-connec¬ ted locomotive, Elkins, “didn’t have any cylinders for the pistons run in the smoke box!” 46 I well remember Ike Sanborn, en¬ gineer on the “Mountain Maid”. With much curiosity we youngsters would look for rings of smoke from her odd shaped diamond stack when the train started for Littleton. Mr. Sanborn’s long and successful rail¬ road career ended as engine-house foreman on the Concord road at Concord. Orrin Bailey was a happy-go-lucky fellow as a fireman and it was a com¬ mon saying that he never would be¬ come an engineer. Sam Cawley was dignified and well-favored. With John Butler, conductor of the cattle train, in the spring of 1869 I had my first real ride on a rail¬ road. George Hutchins, engineer, running the Pehaugun invited me to ride with him a part of the trip, and when I alighted at Lake Village no youth felt prouder of a journey. About a year later George Eastman, whom the traveling public much es¬ teemed, invited me to get another boy and ride up the mountain road. The train left about sunrise and re¬ turned to Woodsville at 8.30 p. m. There was considerable delay un¬ loading logs at North Lisbon on the return trip, where all hands helped. My chum became a bit frightened, for the lights in the car were dim, snow was falling and home anxiety was manifest in us both. Smith Clark was brakeman on the train. Henry White later run this train. To conclude I wish to mention the name of an old B. C. & M. fireman, a Civil War veteran, general locomo¬ tive and engine house foreman at Concord, whom I worked under fourteen years. The funeral service of Porter Crane was February 16th last which I attended. A faithful and skilled mechanic, a true Chris¬ tian man! To Mrs. Hutchins and in affectionate memory for Mrs. Clark, and Mrs. Clifford, who, I as a god¬ son, many times, looked to, a final word of appreciation is added. Yours truly, WM. H. DURANT. Somerville, Mass., March 21, 1919. The James N. Elkins was run one summer on a gravel train minus her cab, which was torn away by backing under a guy wire support¬ ing a derrick where a culvert was being rebuilt. In the early days the firemen had to go out on the front end to oil the valves. This had to be done at least every twenty miles. George Randall, “Bobbie” as he was nicknamed, had a mania for oiling. He almost invariably car¬ ried an oil can about with him when on duty. Many times he would stop on the road between stations and oil. His locomotive never had to go to the shop for lack of oil and he was a good and faithful employee. Fred Whiting says when he en¬ tered the service $1.42 a day was the price paid firemen, with no over time. All time over twenty-four hours was reckoned on the follow¬ ing day, and they would work near¬ ly every Sunday cleaning and pol- v ishing the brass about their ma¬ chines without pay. They took pride in the appearance of their en¬ gines. But eight engineers are running today who were running in 1882— thirty-seven years ago. The worst wreck in the history of the road up to that time occurred in the spring of 1882, when twenty- two loaded cars run back down the hill, colliding with the way freight in North Haverhill yard. Conduc¬ tor George Stone and his brakeman 47 were in the caboose asleep. The way freight crew heard the cars coming down through the woods op¬ posite the Keyes farm and had an opportunity to save themselves. The crash came and thirty seconds later there was the greatest pile of junk the road had ever had on its hands. The Granite State was haul¬ ing the way freight in charge of En¬ gineer Whiting. She was hurled completely over a fence, bottom side up with the dead body of Conductor Stone crushed between the steam dome and sand box. He was killed instantly, as was likewise the brake- man who was found in a box car of the way freight two cars back. He was thrown from inside their buggy, over the way freight engine and in¬ to a wrecked car two back in the other train in an instant so great was the impact. Arthur Knapp was at Haverhill station waiting for the way freight when the cars passed through there and said they were certainly going 70 miles an hour. He said in three minutes he heard the collision distinctly in the morn¬ ing air, four miles away. The way freight crew as a whole had a nar¬ row escape, and a fireman by the name of Fellows was so badly frightened that he resigned when he arrived at the terminal. This locomotive (Granite State) was re¬ paired at a cost of about $3,000 and did freight work for a number of years after. There was another Granite State spoken of in one of Mr. Cummings’ letters as being de¬ molished at Sanborn’s track by a freight engine side-sweeping her, 'coming out from Loon pond one morning. Speaking of Sanborn’s track brings to mind an old time stone mason and contractor “Jarve” San¬ born who did business at a quarry near there. Sanborn was a large, portly man with enormous feet. One time he sent one of his shoes to Concord by some of the boys to be repaired at a cobbler’s shop. A freight crew brought the shoe back in the night and in the train was an empty flat; they placed the shoe in the center of the car, carefully strapped and nailed it down, and set the car out at Sanborn’s track. They sent a man up to the house to notify Mr. Sanborn that there was a car with some freight which should be unloaded immediately. Thirty-five or forty years ago the railroad furnished the way freight crew free breakfasts at the Pemi- gewassett House when they arrived at Plymouth, and the railroad paid the bills. In those early days many of the freight crews lived in their caboose. Had it fitted up with cooking uten¬ sils, bunks, etc. In those days eggs were 10 cents a dozen, butter 15 cents a pound, and other provisions accordingly, much of which could be procured of the natives along the line. In the early 80s two popular freight brakemen were killed at East Tilton. These men were Isaac Pa¬ lin, whose remains were taken to his home at West Holland, Vt., by Frank Johnson and Hosea B. Mann. The other was Thomas Gotchie. Both were on the way freight. There were George, Charles and Edgar Davison. George Davison was station agent at Woodsville, and died in 1888; Edgar was killed at Lisbon and Charles left the road and is in a bakery at Woodsville. Another bright lad who went to work for the road a little while be¬ fore it was taken over by the Bos¬ ton & Lowell, was Carroll C. Rine- 48 hart. He made good, worked up and was train master of the White Mountain Division of the B. & M. Up to about the year 1878 the pas¬ senger cars of the old road were bright yellow. George Stone and Al Haines were two old timers as well known forty years ago as the road itself. They got into a fracas one day and when it ended Haines had bitten a chunk out of Stone’s ear. One day thirty-five years ago Con¬ ductor Will Keniston was coming out of Woodsville with a through freight, and when the train got down to North Haverhill, (now Black- mount), fire was discovered in a car loaded with rags. It was spon¬ taneous combustion. To save the train, Keniston took matters into his own hands, stopped, “pulled the pin” ordered the engine down the yard, procured a wrench, removed the fish-plates from two opposite rails, sent the 'locomotive down the line to get a start. Throwing the rail ends over out of line towards a field the pin was pulled and the whole done almost in less time than is required to tell it, the car was violently shunted over the dump and left to burn free from obstructing traffic and with little damage to the road-bed. Orrin Berdean, an old timer and a good and faithful knight of the cab is 83 years old and is passing his declining years at Laconia. The names of many of these old timers are mentioned almost with rever¬ ence, although they are dead they yet liveth and their works do follow them. Before me is a time table of the old Boston, Concord & Montreal road, giving running time of pas¬ senger trains between Plymouth and Concord in 1850—69 years ago. It is printed on a red card 3x5 inches. There was a train leaving Plymouth for Concord at 7:35 in the morning arid another at 1:35 in the afternoon. They were due to reach Concord at 9:55 and 3:55. The up trains left Concord at 10:15 and 2:40, arriv¬ ing at Plymouth which was then the terminal of the road, at 12:35 and 5:05. There were no regular freights scheduled at that time. It says no train must leave or pass any depot station before the specified time in the annexed table. It states that the time kept in the Concord railroad passenger depot will be the standard time to run by, which the conductors and enginemen must ob¬ serve daily. Another rule was: In case the up train cannot arrive at Northfield Station by the specified time in the time table, it must be kept back to some Turnout Station, taking par¬ ticular care to arrive at such sta¬ tion five minutes before the down train is due and be upon the turnout track. The fourth and last rule read: The Merchandise train (this must have been the freight) will keep out of the way of all regular passenger trains. And the Wood, Gravel, and all Special Trains must be kept out of the way of all regular Passenger and Freight trains by 15 minutes of the time in all cases. The same is signed by James N. Elkins, Agent. Stations between Plymouth and Concord were: Plymouth, Bridge- water, Holderness, Foggs, Meredith Village, Weirs, Lake Village, Mere¬ dith Bridge, Union Bridge, Sanborn- ton, Northfield, Canterbury, North Concord, East Concord, Concord. Running time of the trains be¬ tween the two terminals was two hours and ten minutes, compared with an hour and fifty-five today. 49 In early times the link and pin couplings which were used were the cause of the loss of many an arm or hand; the link slanted at about forty-five degrees as it “hung down” and in making a hitch had to be raised to a level, inserted in the opposite draw-bar and the pin dropped in. It was an unwritten rule to always pull the pin at the south, leaving the link in the north end of the car. It was a character¬ istic of Conductor Farrar to inva¬ riably carry a stick with him with which to lift the links in making hitches. On either side of the draw-bars were two six-inch blocks of wood with an iron face called the “bump¬ ers”. These deadly bumpers did their execution too often, and were the one thing railroad men of those days feared. Along in the early ’80’s came the modern draw-bar- coupler combined. Many times the inventor of an improvement never receives the honor, glory or finan¬ cial benefit from it. In the case of the couplers now used between all passenger and freight cars through¬ out the United States and Canada, which were first thought of and worked out by an old man, a car cleaner by the name of Mr. Mitchell at Lancaster, N. H. A1 Mooney elsewhere tells in a letter of watch¬ ing the old man whittling out his model. This coupling is more fully described by Mr. Mooney later in this volume. The idea of inventions brings to mind the fact that the “Corey car” so-called, the hand cars used a few years ago by telegraph linemen and road-masters and in fact in quite general use today, originated in the mind of a Mr. Corey, a carpenter over in Franconia, who worked out a model for the benefit of the world, and some other man to patent. Thirty-five years ago Baxter Kim¬ ball, road master had one of these cars and his trial trip with it was down to North Haverhill; the little car was at the station drawn off on the lawn and being viewed by the natives who were curious to know what it was; when it was finally de¬ cided to be one of those “new-fang¬ led” corn planters such as they used out west”. Another invention which went far towards revolutionizing railroading and for which the originator never received any financial benefit, was the “climber”. Railroad men of to¬ day will be surprised to know the climbers used all over the world, this country and abroad, was the idea of A1 Haines, a Boston, Concord & Montreal freight conductor. A1 Mooney says probably there are not half a dozen men living to¬ day who are aware of the fact that the modern “split switch” which is at the present day used on ail rail¬ roads throughout the United States and Canada was invented by a poor old Irishman who worked on the Whitefield & Jefferson road back in the nineteenth century. In those days they had difficulty with rails expanding in the sun during ex¬ tremely hot weather, and the sec¬ tion man tried a split rail as an ex¬ periment. This rail was first used on the curve just east of the station at Bethlehem Junction on the Faby- an branch. Soon after, some “schemer” saw the idea and paten¬ ted the switch which is so extensive¬ ly used on all railroads of today. Before that time the switches com¬ prised of two patterns the “throw” switch now used on some lumber roads, and an antiquated pattern known as the “jack-knife” switch. This switch was placed between the rails with a heavy staple driven in- to the “tie” to which to lock it and threw over or folded down like a jack-knife blade. Certainly the railroad men of early days builded better than they knew. Forty-one years ago this coming July there went to work for the old B., C. & M., a lad from the little hamlet of Northfield, who for more than forty years has stayed on the job through thick and thin and made good. That lad was the well known passenger conductor W. E. Kenis- ton. Today Will Keniston is in charge of passenger trains on the P. V. branch, Plymouth to North Wood- stock. His early railroad days were spent in the freight service and for years he was kept in that branch by the officials because he was a man fitted for such work in every sense of the word and they realized it, and had few his equal, although he was deserving of “something better” but failed to get into the passenger ser¬ vice for long after scores of others had been promoted above him time and again. Finally circumstances changed; the O. R. C., in this par¬ ticular io a benefit to its members in the line of promotion, and the subject of this sketch was given proper rating after many years. In his young days Keniston learned to telegraph and had a key and sounder on the road with him in his buggy and in case of accidents or emergen¬ cy could “tap” the telegraph wire and communicate with headquarters. He used to run gravel trains, would have a telegraph instrument at the gravel pit which was usually re¬ mote from any railroad station, and receive his own train orders and send his own messages, thus saving the road good money. Probably there is not or never has been an¬ other passenger conductor on the road with a better moral character than Will Keniston. Soon after he was advanced to the passenger ser- 50 vice he was in charge of trains be¬ tween Fabyans and the Base of Mt. Washington, and coming out from the Base one day he performed a little act which meant much to the public and road in particular, but considered it “all in the day’s work”. The newspapers said of it: “Wesley Irwin met with a painful accident, Monday, by falling from his engine while it was in rapid mo¬ tion coming down from the base of Mt. Washington. It was not a heavy train, but all the cars were not provided with brakes, and they got to going a little above the regu¬ lation speed. Irwin thought his tender brakes might be slipping, and stepped into the gangway to look. He had on a new pair of shoes, and when he stepped on the end of the head block his feet slipped, and he shot from the en¬ gine. “When he recovered his senses his train was out of sight and hear¬ ing, and he could remember noth¬ ing after striking his back on the end of the head block. After three trials he managed to get upon his feet, and walked along the track,, soon seeing the train backing up for him. “He was cut and bruised all over, his face seeming to have suffered most, though on Tuesday he was so lame he could not be moved in bed without excruciating pain. On Wed¬ nesday he was reported as more comfortable, though still suffering a good deal. “His fireman did not see him fall, and when he missed his engineer he was so alarmed and faint that he could not care for the engine. As the speed increased Conductor Will Keniston crawled over the tender and finally brought the train to a stop near the end of the branch where the grade is less. “This branch of the railroad is through a very rocky country, and Irwin is to be congratulated on his narrow escape from more serious if not fatal injuries”. At the close of the Civil War there came back to Warren a lad who went to work for the railroad and spent nearly thirty years of service in various branches—that lad was Ned T. Caswell, parental ancestor of the author of this booklet. Four years ago we tenderly laid his remains in the village church yard. He did his work well, and was one of the many who have gone to their long home and to whose memory this book is dedicated. A heroic act was performed by Herb Gale when the Berlin Freight went into a washout at Rum Hill. This was not in the B., C. & M. days, but Herb learned railroading on the old road and there never was a bet¬ ter railroad man than he. One night there was a cloud burst caus¬ ing a washout just north of Rum Hill bridge; the Berlin freight went up and in the darkness, ran on to a culvert which had been undermined. The engine crew jumped or were hurled into the Wild Ammonoosuc. The locomotive stood on her pilot while the tender remained on the iron. Pat Lennon, an old time en¬ gineer, who came from the Brown’s Lumber road, was struggling in the water, and with the other poor help¬ less fellows, two of whom were drowned, was shouting for help. Herb, quickly got up ahead, and thinking only of suffering humanity, breathed a silent prayer for his young wife and children, plunged into the swift flowing stream to res¬ cue if possible the drowning en¬ gineer. He did his best, but the men died. Herb then started back on foot for Woodsville to report the catastrophe. He was becoming ex- 51 hausted, and went up to a little red farm house on the right, south of the bridge, and routed the farmer for a team. The team was refused him, and Herb did the best he could. He plodded along down to the Y and a wrecking and rescuing crew were dispatched to the scene. Elsewhere Herb Gale’s name is mentioned, and when he died a few years ago there went from this life a man who will never be equaled in many particulars. Of the older engineers but eight are running today; those are, Frank Burleigh, Geo. Hutchins, Jim Bad¬ ger, Fred Whiting, Jack Lawler, Geo. Pebbles, John Buckley, and C. L. Cummings. Forty years 'ago it was the custom if an extra train was to be run, word would be sent to the station agents by some preceding train. I have seen the conductor of the mail train out of Woodsville wear a rib¬ bon tied in his vest-front as a re¬ minder for him to tell the station agents along the line there would be an extra train follow the mail out of Woodsville the next day, and the agents would in turn notify the section men. There was a rail repair shop in the engine house at Warren and worn and broken rails were sent here for repairs and were made to do good service thereafter. One day John Russell, who had charge of the section between Warren Sum¬ mit and East Haverhill, had a broken rail. He removed it, made the trip to Warren with it on a push-car to be repaired, left the track open without a flagman until their return later in the day when it was replaced. 52 Among the old timers along towards the last days of the road were good and true worthy of men¬ tion such as Baxter P. Kimball, road master; Mel Clifford, who suc¬ ceeded him; Josh Harris, and his brother Gus Harris, Herb and Scott Wells, Ed Lund, the Gale twins— George and Frank; George was killed several years ago, and Frank is at the present day running a through freight on the B. & M. Lawrence Ford, Melvin Mann, Fred Chase, Will Gordon and George Smith. Horace E. Rano, who so many years kept the telegraph line in order; Fred Sanborn, Gib Dow, Frank Stevens and Gilbert McCon¬ nell. Captain Colby, for years agent at Plymouth; A1 Mudgett, of the way freight who was killed at Ash¬ land; Seth Blodgett, George and Clarence Randall, these three were popular and efficient telegraph op¬ erators; Jim Badger, Charles Leav¬ itt, agent at Laconia; Curt Leavitt for many years agent at Meredith Bridge and afterwards passenger conductor on the Lake Shore. Then there was Ed Lother, Hosea Cass, George Carr, Will True, Frank Ro- bie, Fernando Gale, Frank Titus. Ed Lund was said to be the best railroad man of his day back thirty years ago, for he understood hand¬ ling cars when shifting in congested yards far better than the average. One time he made a hitch at Ply¬ mouth with a “stiff coupling”, stand¬ ing on the pilot of a locomotive and the impact was such the coupling which he held in is hands was badly bent. Herb Gale was another who was Lund’s equal when it came to “shifting cars”. Then there was Moody Marston, who used to run the cattle train from Lancaster. Marston is living at Woodsville at the present time, although he has been off the road for some 30 years or more. Sam Scales and Billy Britton, old time section foremen at Whitefield. Pe¬ ter Gormley, another old timer is still on the job at Whitefield. There was Leonard Crouch, an engineer who was killed in a log train wreck on the Kilkenny road years ago. John Silver, “Raney” Murphy, Pat Davis, Walt Keniston and his broth¬ er Will, both of the latter are yet in the harness. Then there was John C. Pennock who was “jolly John” and fM. man who was well known up and down the line 40 and 45 years ago. He went out west and the last I knew was at Omaha, Neb. Ed Buckley was another B., C. & >M. fireman, and later became an engin¬ eer. Just where he went I am not certain. FATHER AND SON Sylvester Swett, one of the men who sawed wood for the road forty years and more ago. Andrew Swett, his son, a present day through feight conductor who learned railroading about that time. 105 As late as 1S57 the company had these regulations, or who is not dis- ro engine house at Concord. It al¬ ways had been accommodated with rcom for its engines in the engine house of the Northern Road, for which a rent of $400 per year was paid. A record made by the super¬ intendent at that time was to the effect that, so long as such an ac¬ commodation is continued an engine Louse would not be needed; but should the wants of the Northern Railroad at any time render it necessary to discontinue the use of their house by this road, a new building for that purpose would be necessary. He further stated that the company owned land on which it could be built whenever necessary and the cost of a proper building with suitable fixtures, he estimated at less than $4,750. The fire at Lake Village shops about this time badly damaged four locomotives which were in the buildings. There was an insurance on the locomo¬ tives amounting to $9,056.33 while the loss was $11,600.00, leaving the actual loss $2,543.67. The Blue Book. Present day railroad men don’t know what it was. A copy of this book lies before me on my desk. It is a book of Regulations of the Bos¬ ton, Concord & Montreal Railroad, in force o,n and after Monday, the 3d day of April, 1854, 65 years ago. It is printed on blue linen paper with stiff board covers. A notice at the bottom of the title page says: Each person employed on the road, (ex¬ cept laborers on the wood and gravel trains,) is required to have a copy of these regulations with him at all times. The book of rules contains the duties of every employee of the road from superintendent down. Rule 3 in the General Rules reads: Every person in the employment of the Company who disapproves of posed to aid in carrying out each and all of them effectually is requested not to remain in the service of the Company. Rule 11. Rudeness or incivility to passengers will be followed by the immediate dismissal of the offender from employment; as also for any profane, indecent, or abusive lan¬ guage used in or about the cars or stations. Rule 13. No smoking must be al¬ lowed in or around the engine or car houses, or freight depots of the Cor¬ poration, nor in the rooms of any passenger station, or in any passen¬ ger car; nor must passengers be per¬ mitted to stand on the platforms while the cars are in motion. Rule 16. No person known to be in the habit of using ardent spirits or violent or abusive language will be retained in the employment of the Company. Rule 22 of the Motive Power De¬ partment says: No engine must ibe sent out of the engine house or shops for the employment on the road, un¬ less the time table then in force, is furnished to the engineer, and in¬ structions in writing from the su¬ perintendent of motive power to the engineer, for his guidance, and the engineer shall give a written receipt for the same, on a copy which shall be retained by the superintendent of motive power. Rule 36 to Section Men says: Each section must be kept in com¬ plete running order by the men em¬ ployed upon it; and every part of it MUST be inspected daily, before the first train of cars passes over it. Rule 50 to Station Agents I notice says in part: It will be the duty of each Station Agent to see that no cars leave his station, unless they are properly swept and cleaned out, and washed out in all cases when they cannot be sufficiently cleaned by sweeping. 106 ■Rule 54 in part was: Each. Station Agent must return at the close of each month by the Conductor of the passenger trains, to the Master of Transportation’s office, the money re¬ ceived for freight during the month. Rule 5S. Passengers are not al¬ lowed to ride on the freight trains of the road, and Station Agents will not permit any person to get upon freight trayrs at the stations, except in the following cases when freight Passes may be sold at regular fares, viz: Station Agents may sell freight Pass¬ es, at regular fares, to the following persons, and to no others, viz,—to persons actually engaged in getting out freight to go over the road; to physicians in attendance on sick per¬ sons; to the sheriffs of Merrimack, Belknap a^d Grafton counties. Each ticket must be marked with the amount received therefor. Rule 72 to Engineers. The Engin¬ eer must not start his train until he has the signal -from the Conductor, nor until the bell has been first rujug. Rule 77. Although the Conductor has charge of the train, the Engineer will be held responsible for running at any unnecessary risk, or without taking all prescribed precautions; and for violations of the rules of the road, even if the same are ordered by the Conductor. Rule 79. When a Conductor is dis¬ abled, the Engineer will be held re¬ sponsible for the safety of the train until a person duly authorized ca t n take charge of it. Rule 80. Engineers will be care¬ ful not to approach stopping places, or signals, at a rate of speed that will require them to whistle for the brakes. It is desirable that the sig¬ nal whistle should be used as seldom as possible except for obstructions on the track, as too frequent use im¬ pairs its value as a signal of danger. Rule 84. Conductors will notify Station Agents of the following trains, when his engine carries a flag; will check the Engineer if run¬ ning too fast, and will require him to conform his running to the time table or slower if the track requires dimin¬ ished speed. Rule 95. The Conductor of the Up Mail Train must compare and report the correct time to all Station Agents daily. The time kept in the Coficord Rail¬ road Passenger Depot was the stan¬ dard time, which the conductors and engineers must observe daily. Rule 102, as to Running of Trains: Conductors of 'Freight Trains must not allow the train at -any time to stand upon public road-crossings, so as to prevent free passage to travel¬ ers, not under any circumstances, more than five minutes at any one time, as per law of the State. Rule 104. No train must be run in the dark without a good light on the front of the engyie. Rule 109. No following train will oe allowed to leave or pass any pas¬ senger station nearer than 15 minutes of the preceding train. Con¬ ductors and engineers will be held equally responsible to observe the 15 myiute rule. Rule 111. Section men must pass over the road every morning before any train, and in case of violent rains, must be stationed at danger¬ ous points at the time trains pass, whether by day or by night. Rule 114. No engine or extra trayi will be allowed to be run upon the roa-d without order of Superintendent of motive power, and notice being given to Station and Section Men. Rule 128, one of the free pass rules: In case of manifest poverty or inability to pay, Conductors can exercise their discretion in allowing a pass free. I have recently had sent in some very interesting pictures of old Bos¬ ton, Concord & Montreal engines, tram crews, wrecks, etc. Most of 107 these pictures were made 30 or 40 years ago, and are quite badly faded, so much that it would be impossible to produce them in these pages. One in particular is the B., C. & iM. en¬ gine IMt. Washington. The “Mount” as she was known was the first ten wheel locomotive ever in New Eng¬ land and was a wonder of her day. She was numbered 29. In the group is shown the trai*n crew: Geo. (Ferguson, engineer; Fred Whiting, fireman; Joe Prescott, conductor; Harvey Dexter, brakeman. The pic¬ ture was made at the Base of Mt. Washington the first summer the road was opened. ■Another picture is the 'Littleton, No. 11 standing in Woodsville yard showing Mt. Gardner in the back¬ ground. Her tender is piled high with wood which would be sufficient to last the average family six months. Another picture is of the first passen¬ ger train to the Base of Mt. Wash¬ ington, taken in front of the Fabyan House. Then next is a three-car passenger train ready to leave Fabyans. Attached to the train is the Winnipesaukee, No. 7, with Jolyi Boynton, engineer and Fred Whiting fireman. This picture was made about 40 years ago. Two other interesting pictures are taken on Wells River bridge; one of a three car train taken 47 years ago, and another of the Canadian Pacific express of the present day. The old locomotive in the picture is the Peter Clark. Another photograph is a one-car train on the Whitefield & Jefferson. This road later came yi the hands of the old B., C & M. The engine in this picture shows the Waumbek, No. 3, made 34 years ago. There was another locomotive, Star King, owned by the W. & J. road. This engine blew up at Belmont, and was after¬ wards renamed the Belmonte I very much regret that a picture of the old Winnipeseogee, No. 7, is so faded as to be useless from which to make a plate for this history. This picture was sent in by Frank Lougee in hopes it could be used. George Hutchins sends a picture of two engines standing on Wells River bridge 44 years ago. Frank Lougee sent an old picture of the first Peter Clark, which is reproduced here and speaks for itself. The name is just beneath the stack near the front of the boiler. This machine is one of the first passenger engines the road owned and in her day was a marvel. One of the last engines the old road bought was the Haverhill. The Concord & Montreal sent her to the shop for an overhauling and she blew up on her trail trip in Nashua yard. Before me is a picture of her in a wrecked condition. The shell is about half demolished from her boiler, the stack and headlight gone and she is generally broken up. Engineer Fred Clifford was running her at the time of the explosion. He was quite badly injured and his hearing impaired, from which he never fully recovered. His fireman was badly scalded and jumped into the man-hole in the tank to cool his burns ayid relieve his excruciating pains. Lakeport, N. H., May 16, 1919. Mr. Caswell: With pleasure I give you some of the dates regarding Mr. Ferguson while employed by the old Boston, Concord & Montreal and later the other roads. Mr. Ferguson went to work and learned the machinist trade and did spare firing; then after two years ran spare as engineer for a while, after which he went to the Fabyans and run the engine between Fabyans and the Base of Mt. Washing¬ ton for three successive summers, and the fourth year he ban the engine to 108 the Base and as conductor up the of a building in Pemberton Square, mountain if I remember correctly four summers; after which he was ap- GEO. A. FERGUSON pointed assistant Master Mechanic of the B., C. & M. in April, 1881. Ap¬ pointed Master Mechanic of the White Mountain Division of the B. & L., Sept. 1884; C. & M., June 1, 1889. After the Boston & Maine leased the B., C. & M. he was transferred to Springfield, Mass. After six months he resigned to accept a position as foreman on the New York Central, with headquarters at Depew, N. Y. After four years he was transferred to Boston, as foreman of four engine houses. After a few years he resigned on account of poor health. He later ac¬ cepted the position as superintendent Boston. After four years there, he moved to Lakeport, and lived the short time of one year and two months, passing away June 11, 1916. I hope this will be of some help to you. It is all I can remember. Mrs. Geo. A. Ferguson. Bob Carr of Andover succeeded Mr. Cummings as wood agent for a few years and up to the changing from wood to coal. Several who worked for the old road and have not come in for men¬ tion up to this time were F. E. Hay¬ ward, telegraph operator, (now at Laconia); Eid Buckley, fireman and later engineer; John Colhy, fireman; Ernest Little, now third trick opera¬ tor at Laconia; Ed Large, through freight conductor at the present day; Frank Keysar, a. present day passen¬ ger conductor. Keysar has repre¬ sented the town of Haverhill several sessions in the legislature and one term in the senate; Charles I. Swain, who started handling wood for the old locomotives and is now station agent at Meredith. Then there was George Billings, who was agent at Haverhill and later Rumney; Henry Herbert, 15 years agent at Rumney; Victor Heath, an old time freight conductor; Charles Whitney, fireman in the 80s; Clarence Caswell, tele¬ graph operator. There was one jolly old time pas¬ senger conductor who always had a pleasant word and cheerful smile for everybody; and was unusually suc¬ cessful in quieting “ugly men” on the train This saintly old knight of the punch should have been a sister of charity or (Salvation Army worker rather than in the vocation he fol¬ lowed for so many years. There was one man living at Meredith Village who used to go down to Meredith Bridge (Laconia) every few days and 109 get drunk on purpose to kick up a row on the train going up. fie had cleaned out several of the conductors £*nd this night the saintly old con¬ ductor saw him and knew he was in for a row. In telling of the circum¬ stance the conductor said, “Hie looked as though he had a hot box when he saw me coming in the door and grated his teeth. (He was full, boil¬ ing over, and expected to fight all the way to 'Meredith Village, where he lived, and get off without paying. I went up to him and sat down beside him, and asked him if he had a good time today, and thep. I pulled out some picture cards that I got in a store, and I said, 'Here, Pat, take these pictures to your little girl at home, and tell her, as she meets you at the door, and throws her arms around your neck, and kisses you, and says she is glad you came home sober, and that she loves you, and that you are the dearest papa in the world, tell her that I sent them to her, with a kiss/ Well, you wouldn’t believe it, but before I got half through talking about his little girl, the big tears came to his eyes, and rolled down his red face, and he took them and thanked me in a choking voice, and said as he pulled out a five dollar bill, ‘Take my fare out of this, and God bless you.’ I’ll bet that rough fel¬ low’s heart was touched, because when he got off he was sober, and was wiping his eyes on his coat sleeve, and he pointed right straight for home. Oh, a man can get in his Christian work on a railroad train if he wants to.” This good old con¬ ductor has long since passed to his reward and his works do follow him. A story is told of a fellow at Mere¬ dith Bridge back ip the 60’s, going to the station and enquiring the fare to Littleton “Three dollars,” replied the station agent. “An’ what d’ye charge for a pig or cow?” “Two dollars for a pig, and six dol¬ lars for a cow.” “Well,” directed the fellow, “book me as a pig.” One summer afternoon albout 3'7 years ago, a way freight was sliding down the hill between Warren Sum¬ mit and East Haverhilil and went into a drove of cattle which had gotten out of a pasture and opto the track. Five oxen were killed. The animals were not badly braised so but what most of the meat was dressed and sent to market. I remember helping dress the cretaures, and coming home at 11 o’clock at night on a hand car. The old Moosilauke was on the freight that afternoon. Speaking of cattle being killed by trains brings to mind what someope wrote, as I have heard said, on the door of a “buggy.” No words were spoken when they met, By either—sad or gay; And yet one badly smitten was, ’Twas mentioned the next day. They met by chance this autumn eve, With neither glance nor bow; They often come together so— A freight train and a cow. Warren, N. H., May 16, 1919. My dear Caswell: For almost twenty years my father, Obediali G. Smith sawed wood for the old B., C. & M. His first job was at Plymouth where he lived at the time. The company had a hundred cords of wood landed in front of the Pemige- wasset House which he sawed with an old tread horse power. He did the work so quickly and satisfactorily that Mr. Dodge soon after sent for him to come to his office, and asked if he would like the contract to saw all the wood for the road. Father being but a lad and just starting out in life jumped at the chance. Road carpen¬ ters took an old box car, fitted some 110 windows in the sides, some bunks and a stove were placed in it, and a few days later my father loaded his old tread mill and two “skates,” along with some camp duffle and securing some boys from the town they left Plymouth one morning attached to the way freight. The natives remarked, “there goes Smith’s menagerie.” The crew lived in the car on sidings at various woodsheds and sawed wood under difficulties; finally two more better horses were bought, and as cold weather came on other cars were added. A Grey horse power was another purchase and he began to prosper. In a year or so the old horse power was discarded for a hot air compres¬ sion engine; the exhaust could be heard two miles away, the boiler being 1 scarcely larger than a barrel with a six foot balance wheel. Later the Baxter engine took the place of this contraption. For almost twenty years my father kept up this pace, helping to develop this section of the state in the way he did. The road furnished him several boarding cars, which I can remember were painted light green with gold letters a foot high running the entire length of the sides, reading, O. G. Smith’s Board¬ ing- Car. The family or living car was fitted out with conveniences of home life, and the cars were moved from one town to another and the family or “crew” (there were three crews) made many pleasant friends in the varius neighborhoods from Con¬ cord to Groveton. I was a little boy along the last of the wood-sawing days, and you can imagine what such a life (on the rail) of enjoyment or novelty meant to a boy. I would only like to live the days over again. Sincerely, Geo. E. Smith The section men of early times were furnished with hand-cars, or belt-cars. This was a small con¬ traption about four foot square hav¬ ing 12 inch wheels, propelled by two large cranks which turned a 30 inch pulley over which run a 6 inch leath¬ er or rubber belt down -to an 8 inch pulley on one of the axles be¬ neath the car. Later a heavy hand¬ car was adopted with 30 inch wheels, a seat across each end on which four or six men could ride down the hills and the cars were propelled up the hills by four men. This car weighed about half a ton, and was propelled by gears, a large gear wheel mesh¬ ing into a smaller gear on one of the axles. There was a “bonnet” or “hood” over the gears. The cranks had about a four foot sweep. 'These cars were painted bright red. Up to sometime in the early 80’s whenever a corpse was transported on a train the casket or box had to be placed on the platform of the bag¬ gage car; a corpse was not allowed in the car. Mr. Lougee tells in a letter elsewhere of a casket being roughly handled at the time of the Sewell’s Falls wreck in 1878. Here is a seniority list of engineers who were working in January, 1908, who started firing for the old road which was taken over by the Boston & Lowell in 1884, showing when they were promoted to engineers, as well as the year in which they started firing. Most of them were employed by the railroad previous to the time when they started firing. First date, entered service as fire¬ man; second date, promotion. W>m. R. Kimball, Jan. 1865, May 1869. O. D. Bailey, Apr. 1868, Oct 1871. F. A. Clifford, Apr. 1869, June 1872. F. H. Burleigh, June 1871, June 1874. G. E. QHDutchins, June 1866, Sept. 1874. Milo H. Annis, June 1872, Apr. 1876. James Badger, /1870, June 1878. F. S. Whiting, May 1872, Aug. 1879. J. /H. Lawler, June 1874, Aug. 1880. G. D. Pebbles, July 1876, Aug. 1880. J. W. Buckley, 'Sept. 1879, Feb. 1882. Ill C. L. Cummings, July 1876, June 1882. J. K. Corliss, Oct. 1879, July 1883. G. H. Tewfeslbury, Dec. 1880, Fe!b». 1885. Edw. F. (Hoit, Jan. 1881, 'Feb. 1885. H. G. Corliss, Feb. 1881, Aug. 1880. F. C. Gale, June 1882, Oct. 1886. Edward Bowler, July 1882, Feb. 1887. E. F. Lake, Feb. 1880, Apr. 1887. F. E. Sargent, Aug. 1880, June 1887. A. G. Webster, Apr. 1882, June 1887. A. J. Pike, June 1882, June 1887. A. P. Lake, Feb. 1881, Jan. 1888. Elmer Cross, Apr. 1883, Feb. 1888. J. A. Harris, May 1883, Feb. 1888. Edw. M. Buckley, Oct. 1884, Feb. 1888. F. C. Danforth, June 1884, June 1889. J. E. Burkett, Sept. 1880, June 1889. Geo. M. Spaulding, June 1884, May 1890. Fred Ma 4 nn of WoodsvUle has been very kind in loaning me some pic¬ tures of tbe wreck at Fogg’s hill in 1882, a write-up of which appears elsewhere. It is regretted too, that these pictures are faded, therefore will not be used in this article. Friend Caswell: With your permission I would like to add a few words to what is being said about old times on the Boston, Concord & Montreal. To start with I would say when my mother was a young lady she used to work at the old Pemigewasset House, Plymouth. Benjamin Brown, my grandfather, lived where Mr. Wright now lives, just south of Rumney railroad yard. At that time there boarded at the old “Pemmy,” such railroad men as Seth Greenleaf, a passenger conductor, Ike Sanborn, an engineer. One of the Irish girls who worked there with my mother used to say to Ike Sanborn, “Isaac, will you tak you machine and carry us girls up to Mr. Brewn’s?” which he often used to do. There were many other interesting circum¬ stances and anecdotes I have heard my mother tell of which would be in¬ teresting if I could rcall them. Speaking of that Christian man, Uncle John Marsh who used to run a gravel train from West Rumney gravel pit in the fall of 1881 which was 39 years ago. I remember it, because it was that year my father died, and I was working for Uncle John on the gravel train. We young¬ sters in those days always called him “Uncle John.” Often when we were sidetracked waiting for some train to pass Uncle John would gather the boys one side on the grass and ex¬ pound the scriptures to us; and I want to tell you it did a lots of us lasting good. One day in particular I remerber of his telling us of his faith in the keeping power of God. Near as I can remember it one day Uncle John was taking a heavy freight out of Concord. The rails were wet as it was during a heavy rain, and when the train got to Plymouth or Lake Village, I don’t just remember which they hooked on another engine to help the train over Warren Summit. When they hitched up someone told the engineer of the helper that he nev¬ er would run that train up Warren Summit. He replied, “I will run it up the hill or run it to Hell.” Uncle John heard him and felt sorry for a person who would use such language. He climbed into the cab and before the fire box door knelt and prayed to God to take care of him if anything happened or went wrong with the train, and to keep him from accident and spare his life. Soon the train proceeded on its way. A few miles north it encountered water on the track in a number of places, and still a few miles farther on the roadbed was soft from the heavy rains, but when the train got almost to Went¬ worth depot both engines went off the track into the water. The train crew 112 saved their lives by jumping. Uncle John was last to leave his post of duty and jumped into mid-air from the gangway of his engine almost the instant she pitched over in a mass of wreckage. The current was so swift his body was sucked under the wreckage, passing under the track to the opposite side, carried on quite a W. F. TRUE Nearly Forty Years Station Agent at East Haverhill ways down the stream where he grasped some alder bushes and pulled himself to safety. He then and there thanked the Lord for a safe de¬ liverance from a watery grave. This incident I can remember made an im¬ pression on we boys. I remember a circumstance of that same summer when we were carrying gravel from the West Rurnney pit to a fill at the end of Jarve Sanborn’s side track at Loon Pond. There was a decline from the main line and a little farther on up the siding an incline. We were going in with a trainload of grade and the engineer could not get over the bunch. After trying a num¬ ber of times without any success, Uncle John came over the train and asked if he might take the throttle, wlieih he was permitted to do. He backed the train down to the main line and told us boys to stand by the brakes and when he whistled to put them up quick and hard. The train started and Uncle John put the outfit up over towards Loon Lake like a vet¬ eran. The whistle sounded and we boys did the rest. Uncle John cer¬ tainly was a good man. Respectfully, John O. Rollins. Wentworth, N. H., May 20, 1919. Concord, N. H., May IS, 1919. Friend Caswell: Well do I remember the engines mi the old B. C. & M. and could tell many by the the sound of the whistle, and the men that ran them by the way that they sounded the whistle. I see that you speak of Uncle John Marsh on one engine at the washout at Went¬ worth. Mr. Bailey was the engineer on the second engine and when asked what he was doing when he went into the washout, he answered that he was looking out for Bailey’s big ears. In regard to section foremen, Josiah Hardy went to work on the East Concord section and after working about a year was promoted to foreman and Uncle John Marsh worked for him. Then Mr. Hardy was sent up to Ash¬ land section and Mr. Marsh had the East Concord section. After a time. Mr. Hardy was taken from the Ashland section to Haverhill and from the Ha¬ verhill section toNorth Haverhill sec¬ tion, or Blackmount as now called. 113 When I was a boy he had A. Bowen as second hand, and a man by the name of Wetherbee as third hand. Ezra Witherby of North Haverhill worked one or two summers and Arthur Carr now a conductor on the B. & M. work¬ ed one summer. What would the sec¬ tion think today if they had to get up at midnight and walk from Black- mount to Woodsville before the first train south out of Woodsville as they did then? I well remember the wreck at North Haverhill 38 years ago. That morning was father’s turn over the road and he came back from Woodsville on the way freight and I was up and most over to the depot to meet him. I saw by the paper that Mr. Stone and his brakeman were both killed but the brakeman was only badly hurt and is still living, for I was talking with him only a few years ago at Lakeport. Mr. Hardy worked for the old B. C. & M. CO years, then retired and went to farming but has since passed on. A. Bowen, his sec¬ ond hand went barefooted summers with a piece of sole leather fastened on his right foot to use on a shovel. Yours truly, Charles E. Hardy, 42 Beacon Street, Concord, N. H. Tilton, N. H. Friend Caswell: To one who has not seen and fol¬ lowed the improvements on a locomo¬ tive for the past 50 years one could hardly believe it possible and to many of the present day the stories of the old days of railroading will read like fairy tales. The word locomotive was seldom used 40 or 50 years ago and they were known simply as an engine. Inspira- tators, injectors, air brakes, Miller Hooks, automatic couplers and many other things' were unknown; despatch- ers were also unknown. The engines were equipped with two plunger pumps, one on each side, the plunger being connected with cross head by what was known as a yoke and it was only possible to put water into the boiler when the engine was moving. When running, the flow of water was gauged by a valve in the bottom of the tank controlled by a handle on top of the tank. After the engineer got used to the ways of the engine he would put one or more prick punch marks on the rod and after that always set it on one of those marks and vary it according to the forking of the engine. There was what was called a “pet cock” which was screwed into the pumps above the top valves, this was used to let the air out when the pump was started and also to see if pump was working good. Incidentally it was often used to wet us boys with if we got too close tto the track. iDater came the “lazy cock” which every man thought (and it was) a great im¬ provement and were anxious to have it. This consisted of a valve brazed to the end of the supply pipe and connected by a rod on to a quadrant attached tc the boiler butt with a handle which the driver could handle without getting off the seat. At the time I commenced glass water gauges were unknown, and we had to run by the gauge cocks; there were four of those, and the rule w u a to pump so as to have enough water in the boiler so it would just show in the top gauge; this could not always be done, especially if the engine was steaming hard; in that case you Lad to “baby” her and many times close the valve and run the water as low as possible in order to have steam to make the hill. After making the hill open the valve wide and pump all the way down the hill. When we were to meet another train at some station we ; always planned to have the boiler as full as possible before setting off as there was no knowing how long we would have to wait and there was no way of puttng water into boiler after the engine stopped. The first injector we had was the “Mack,” then carnet 114 the Hancock Inspirator, but it was some yeais before the old engines were all equipped with them and the old pumps were done away with. Usual¬ ly they would ^ve one pump on the left side; the injector on the right. There was no shutting the cylinder cocks from the cab as now; after the engine had run slowly two or three rods the fireman would drop off run forward, close them on one side, cross track ahead of engine and close them on that side and then climb on, and we were off. If setting on siding for any length of time they were always opened and closed again after pulling out on main line and always when putting engine in house. There were no self feeding oil cups on steam chests. This was done by the fireman taking a can, going out on running board and turning a lot of oil into the cups, let it run in and close cup, pass around the front end, oil that side and back into cab; this was done about every 20 miles and when coasting down the hills and always go¬ ing into a terminal station. It was some ticklish job if going 30 or more miles an hour and more es¬ pecially in the winter when the run¬ ning board was covered with ice and snow and the wind blowing a gale and many a night I have had to go around the front end on my hands and knees. Later a pipe was run through the hand rail cementing with a pipe into top of steam chest with the oil cup in the cab. This was sure some im¬ provement and the danger of traveling outside overcome. Then came the Dreyfus self-oiler. This was a large cup placed on the steam chest and would hold about a quart of oil and would run about a hundred miles with one filling. Then came the lubricators which are now in use. Firing with wood in the old days was not always a picnic and there was hardly a man but what had the trade mark on his hands and some of them carried it to their graves. This mark was on the fingers and was caused by catching the fingers between the end of a stick of wood and the fire box door and badly crushing the end of the finger. Sometimes they would only loose the nail and be all right in a short time, but I have known of instances where the end of a finger or thumb was so badly crush¬ ed it had to be amputated. With good wood and a good steamer it was a pleasure to run, but with poor wood which we got more often than good, it w T as altogether different and we had to figure all ways to make time, and at that often had to wait at stations and blow up steam as it was called. I well remember one time on the mail in 1876 of sitting at Wentworth 40 minutes blowing up. We had a load of old tires out of Plymouth and they were from the bottom of the shed at Bridgewater and were full of wa¬ ter ; we managed to get to Warren with just steam enough to get to the wood shed and got enough dry wood to get over the hill. George Y. Moulton was conductor and no doubt will recall the time. Braking by hand on a passenger train and making good stops was some stunt with 3 or 4 cars. The baggage master would handle the baggage car brake, the brakeman the two rear brakes the engineer would always shut off steam at a certain point and then it was up to the brakeman to do the rest. Baggage master would set his brake fairly well, brakeman would set one on next to rear car, step across to the other one and take up the slack, train gradually slowing down; when near the platform the brakeman would lay onto the rear brake, baggage master take another turn and the stop was made and they seldom ran by. Signals by bell cords were seldom given and it was only used as an em¬ ergency or “stop at once.” For sta¬ tion stops there -was a target on the 115 opposite side of each end of the pas- promoted to engineer; went down with senger cars and this was used as a signal to stop at flag stations and was thrown out by the conductor or brake- man and always on the engineer’s side and after stop was made it was tipped back into place out of sight. E. F. Mann as baggage master and James C. Badger as brakeman were the “king pins” in making stops with the hand brakes in those days. C. W. Adams. Ex-Mayor Hutchins of Berlin adds one more to his several other already interesting letters. I am glad Mr. Hutchins sent this bit of information as it is just what I wanted. In one of the annual reports of the di¬ rectories of the old road there was mention made of heavy losses sustain¬ ed from high water in 1869, but up to now nothing definite could be ascer¬ tained as to the extent of the several washouts. Berlin, N. H May IS, 1919. C. E. Caswell: I have not as yet seen any account of the great flood in Oct. 1869. It began raining Sunday morning, rained all day Sunday, that night and Monday. I was firing the mail train at the time; left Woodsville Monday morning on time; George A. Furgur- son was engineer; Sid Russ, conduc¬ tor ; we found water running over track in places all the way down to Laconia. I would get off and wade through ahead of the engine to see if the track was safe. When we got to the bridge south of Winnisquam we found it down against the fence. We started right back. When we reach¬ ed Durkee Sands, found 60 feet of track washed out, stayed there that night. I watched the engine: Peter Hinds watched train; next day the track was repaired so we got back to Lake Village. Next morning I was men to the brook south of Union bridge (now East Tilton,) where the track was washed out; there was an¬ other washout south of Sanbornton; another at Bryant’s brook, between Northfield and Canterbury; dump all washed out about fifty feet deep and two hundred feet across; another at Cold Brook south of Canterbury about the same size; another at Burnham’s Brook south of North Concord (now Boyce), fifty feet deep and a hundred and fifty or two hundred feet across; track was washed badly between .East Concord and Concord, There were no trains run below Tilton for about four weeks; trans¬ ferred across from Tilton to Franklin by teams. The Connecticut River through Ha¬ verhill and Newbury was one great lake and was filled with corn and pumpkins. The road between Woods¬ ville and Littleton was washed badly in places. I think it was the greatest damage by water in the history of the B. C. & M. Yours truly, George E. Hutchins. 431 Yz South Main St. Elkhart, Ind. Mr. C. E. Caswell: Dear Sir:—So you thought that I had gone to the happy hunting grounds, but not yet. If you are the son of Ed. Caswell, then I knew your father well. He and I roomed to¬ gether and boarded at the old maid’s at Woodsville. He worked for Bax¬ ter Kimball, who was road master then. Your father could tell you a lot about my work on the railroad. The last I knew of him he was station agent at Warren Summit. You wish me to write of my experi¬ ence on the B. C. & M. I will try to do so, or some of it. 4 116 In the spring of ’63 I went to work on the section. I was sixteen years old. In the fall I ran the stationary engine at Woodsyille and sawed wood for five engines and fired the McDuffee over the hill (Warren Summit.) I did that for two months, then Ike Sanborn’s fireman enlisted in the war and Henry Ramsey, then station agent at Woodsville, put me to firing for Ike Sanborn who was running the Mail train between Littleton and Woods¬ ville. With Mountain Maid both Mail and freight, four trips a day. I did all of my firing for him and George Eaton who ran the McDuffee then. In the fall of ’64, Ike Sanborn laid off and I run his engine. When he came back I fired for him until he laid off again in the spring of ’65, then I run the engine until he came back, then fired for him when not running extra out of Woodsville. In ’66 I was sent to Lake Village to run extra from there. In the sum¬ mer of ’67 I run the Mountain Maid from Plymouth to Littleton and re¬ turn. Will Moore fired for me; it was his first firing. Dave Furgerson conductor. Ike Sanborn took the Peter Clark and my brother George fired for him, while I was running the summer train. In the fall I run the Mountain Maid and hauled the gravel train between Woodsville and Ply¬ mouth. In the winter Ike Sanborn got me the chance to fire for him again as I wished to be in Littleton until the summer train was put on again. He laid off a part of the win¬ ter and brother George Lyons fired for me. It was the last firing I did. In the summer of ’68 I run the Mountain Maid and hauled the train between Plymouth and Littleton. George Eastman conductor, Peter Hines brakeman and baggage master, Rufe Huckins fireman. It was call¬ ed Eastman’s train. In the fall and winter I run the freight from Woods¬ ville to Lake Village. In the sum¬ mer of ’69 I hauled the Eastman train again, Orrin Bailey fireman. The ex¬ tension from Littleton to Whitefield line started in ’69 and after the two first bridges were built I took the Mountain Maid and pushed the work train with rails and ties until we got to where the three mile bridge wa^s to be built. John Butler conductor,, I helped to build that bridge with the engine. The bridge builders were do¬ ing the work by hand. I told them to hitch a rope to the engine and I would haul the girders and stringers into place, and they did so. After that bridge was done I had the engine Laconia to run the work train to Whitefield line. I run the freight from Woodsville to Whitefield, after the road was built to that place, and return. I had engine Peter Clark, Charlie Hoyt fireman, Ezra Mann con¬ ductor. When the freight went to Lancaster I hauled it with the Paugus. Martin Perkins fired, Ezra Mann conductor. I cannot give dates. George Lyons was running the Granite State with work train; when he got through with that he took the Paugus and hauled the freight and I went back on my old train, the freight, with the engine Ammonoosuc. I kept that run a number of years. Then I hauled the Mail train one summer from Woodsville to Concord with the Coos. When the Montpelier and Wells River railroad extended to Groton I run the first passenger train, a special, from Woodsville to Groton with the Coos one evening. Henry Ramsay, who was station agent at Woodsville, conducted the train, Billy Woodbury fireman. Part of one winter after the extension was laid from the Fabyans to Lunenburg, I ran the Lan¬ caster and hauled a passenger train for the P. and O. road. Jack Lawler fired, George Eastman conductor. We were there part of one winter, the rest of the winter I had the Lancas- - 117 ter with the snowplow out of Woods- rails spread and cars and engine went ville. Baxter Kimball road master, over the dump into the river. He Jack Lawler fired part of the time and his fireman, Curt Chamberlain, George Bamsay a part. My conduc- jumped. George got one arm broken, tors at different times on freights be- Little John Buckley was on the engine tween Woodsville and Lake Village and took a ride to the river. He lost were Manus Perkins, Chet. Carpenter, his cap on the way and when they High Moulton, Henry Mann. Conduc- took him off the engine he asked for tors on opposite freight O. R. Farrar, it. He is an engineer now on the Frank Butler, George Moulton, En- Mail train from Woodsville to Con- gineer Ossie Berdeen. cord, or was when I was in New My firemen were Martin Perkins, Hampshire a few years ago. Jack Billy Woodbury, Orrin Bailey. Lawler run the train opposite him. When I was given the Mail train be- I had other firemen and conductors tween Woodsville and Concord, I run than those I have named. Brother engine Northumberland, Milo Annis Charlie fired on that road aWhile. I fired, then Billy Woodbury, Fred Whit- do not remember who for. j ing and probably more. James W. Foster of Bath, has sent George Moulton conducted the train the Warren New*s to me and I enjoy from Lancaster to Plymouth, and Sid reading about the old timers. Russ conducted from Plymouth to I wish you success with your book Concord and back. George Randall about them. run the engine for the train opposite mine, when I left the B. C. & M. R. R. and came to Elkhart, Ind., in 1881. I hauled other trains, the White Mountain express for one, from Con¬ cord to Woodsville and brother Gteorge m Yours sincerely, J. Weston Lyosns. fiaL /it'?- I ^eld#' :v |||..,a letter from George F. il^^^Osfmaster at Ashland, N. took it from there up to Lancaster FTimmev put in twenty-five the Fabyans _ I do not remember. I#ekrs at station work on the old B., ran a special, just an engine, to & M., and was anxious to see men- Henry Ward Beecher to the Tmn|- ma( , e of some 0 f the old time sta- Mountam house. He got left at Cm.7ry^ . . *' •* f -■■.:.'■•■■■! ■ ' .*»;!. * •* *• * ' •“ >-V V' V.i «;• ; * . ' - f >' *>' • , •- ■ - v ,» v. v •;. .»* . :: j&mm • •. \ &Mw£wmm > 'r • • ••-. -V* ' ’V^ ; ’ ' v V'/' «■ * s 5 ''jkj' - f • f NED T. CASWELL For thirty years connected with the road in various branches. Born at Haverhill, 1845 Died at Warren, 1915 119 many years and were men of note in their communities. Among these were Curt Leavitt of Laconia, Beede of Meredith, Colby of Plymouth, Harris of Ashland and Riley Swain at West Rumney, whose an¬ nual sugar parties are still re¬ membered and whose name is per¬ petuated in Swainboro station. There were also the Davisons and many others of the agents who were well known men and long in the service. 1 remember one thing in regard to Engineer “Joe Hooker” who has been mentioned several times in your articles. One morning he was going south with a freight,—on leaving Went¬ worth said he was due at West Rum¬ ney in just 8 minutes. Perhaps he would have made it but an axle broke under one of the cars, on the Bulls Eye Curve, and while I do not re¬ member that any one was hurt much, the train was a sorry sight, and the adjoining field piled high with the wreck. When the first wrecking crew reached the scene, Joe was busy explaining to the bystanders what a lucky Jiing it was he was going as he expressed it “damned slow and easy” at the time or the wreck would have been much worse. I notice in the list of engines the “Lady of the Lake”. No\y I well remember the engine; for many years she ran north from Ply¬ mouth on the morning train and her name then was simply, “Lady” there was no Lake to it in my time and I w r onder if there ever was. This en¬ gine was about as big as a Ford car, and w r as gay with glittering brass and red paint. I have now in my possession the board with the name Franconia painted on it, which I found floating in Baker’s River after the Franconia, together with the Moosi- lauke were wrecked in a washout at Wentworth more than 40 years ago. It was Edward Henry Mann’s opinion, freely expressed, that the alderbushes did more than John Marsh’s prayers toward saving John’s life on that oc¬ casion when he was being sw r ept aw r ay in rushing water. Railroading in those days was in some ways rather a happy-go-lucky aliair. But the men as a rule worked hard and were devoted to the service. I very much doubt if the present gen¬ eration contending with the same diffi¬ culties could make a better showing. It is my impression the record for time Woodsville to Concord made many years ago by Engineer William Kimball and the Tip-Top still stands unbeaten. I am glad you are doing what you are to perpetuate the memories of those days; for some of us at least “Them were the Happy Days.” George F. Plummer. My dear Mr. Caswell: I have been much interested in reading the letters and various items that have appeared from time to time in your valuable paper, regarding some of the events connected with old times on the railroad. They bring to mind many things connected with my own experience as a railroad man and by your kind permission I will refer to just a few. I went to work for the B. C. & M. railroad in 1868 at Lake Village as it was then called as a blacksmith. Joe Lougee was the firemen of the shop, Ralph Adams master mechanic and Moses Elkins master car builder. Among my associates in the shop I re¬ member Frank Randall and John Don¬ ovan as blacksmiths with Joe Judkins and Bartlett Hall as helpers. All of them have passed to the great beyond I believe, except Judkins who is a sub¬ stantial farmer in Belmont. We went to work in those days at 6:30 o’clock in the morning: and left off at 6:30 at night with one hour at noon. About every thing was done by hand, very little machinery being in use, al¬ though we did have the trip hammer 120 to help shape some of the heavier pieces of iron. When there was a wreck on the railroad every one had to get out and lend a helping hand. This was not especially conducive to an even ORRIN H. BEAN, Started work for the B., C. & M. in 1868 — fifty-one years ago and still at it. temper when the thermometer was at zero or below, or when there was a north east snow or rain storm raging at the same time. In October 1869 the great freshet occurred when every railroad bridge was washed out be¬ tween Laconia and Concord. Then the boys had to hustle, working night and day, not excepting Sundays until the trains could resume their regular schedule. A gang would leave home at 5 o’clock in the morning and get back anywhere from 7 to 9 in the evening and think themselves lucky by so do¬ ing. No labor organizations in those days to watch out that you did not work over time. I think it was in the same month as the great freshet that an engine ran off the track one mile north of Plymouth and went down an embankment over 20 feet turning completely over. Henry Little was the engineer and strange to say was not injured to any great ex¬ tent, but the fireman Frank ISwazey was badly hurt, although as I re¬ member not fatally so. We worked all day Saturday and into the night in the rain and all day Sunday, then work was suspended until the next Saturday when it was resumed and we finally got the engine back on the iron and towed it down to Lake Village for repairs. I remember well all of the engines referred to by C. E. Cum¬ mings in his interesting article in your paoer, • except the Jenny Lind and the Starr King; these I don’t seem to re¬ call. In 1871-2 I was in Vermont, but in 1873 I came back to N. H. and went to work for the Northern Railroad in Concord, under J. N. Lauder as mas¬ ter mechanic where I remained for six v’ears. In 1879 I went to the old Concord road under James T. Gordon master mechanic and continued suc¬ cessively with the Concord, the Con¬ cord & Montreal and Boston & Maine, where I am still pounding iron which I have been doing for over 50 years. I am some little past the three score and ten mark but my courage is good and it is possible that a kind and beneficent providence will vouchsafe to me the privilege of rounding out four score years, before I am obliged to lay down the implements of life and pass on to that “undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveler returns.” Yours very truly, Orrin H. Bean, 194 South Main St., Concord, N. H. 121 There has been more or less con¬ troversy with reference to the Mt. Washington and Carroll. John Buck- ley tells ml the road owned an engine named Mt. Washington, No. 20; later they bought the first ten wheel loco¬ motive Owned in New England, a heavy machine to run between the Base of the mountain and Fabyans, and named her Mt. Washington, her number being 29, and the other ‘ Mount” was renamed Carroll. No. 20. Both the Lancaster engine and Car- roll were said to be very attractive, and had more brass in their mount¬ ings than any other engines in the country. They cost the road $17,000.00 each. It was thirty-five years ago the old road first went out of existence, (1884). . One of the boys who went to work about that time and had a part in railroad affairs about that time and along down the years since was Amos Wheeler, who was brake- man, conductor, later station agent at Whitefield twenty-five years ago, later agent at Berlin. Then I recol¬ lect Fred Burnham, conductor, George Baiiley, Fred Loveley; I had almost forgotten Mary Buckley tele¬ graph operator; Clarence Caswell used to telegraph for the old road when the office was in Jerry Jewett’s store near the railroad crossing here at Warren. There was Jim Jones, Havey Titus, Bill Morrison, Charles Ordway, Gilbert McConnell, as good a man as ever walked on shoe leather. Bill Taylor used to be station agent at Lake Village, and if he could come back and see them doing things there today he would stop and shake hands with himself because of his ef¬ forts in the early days. Early in this article appeared a pic¬ ture of the old depot at Tilton. The first stations were practically all the same style. At the present day the station buildings at Haverhill, Bath Rumney and Canterbury are of fifty years ago. The interiors have been somewhat remodeled. In early days soon after the road was built to Whitefield Thomas Powers was the “whole shop force” at that point. He is now retired and living at Newark, N. J: He has a son, Charlie Powers who is yard master at Berlin. Charles A. Upton, a blacksmith here in War¬ ren put in two years as baggage mas¬ ter for the old road working along with A1 Mooney. Chester B. Averill, a local merchant here began as tele¬ graph operator at Lake Village about the time the road first changed hands and stayed on for years. Then there was Dave Eaton and Will Howe at Wentworth in the B. & L. days. Here follows a letter from W. H. Mathews, cashier of the C. P. Rock¬ well, Inc., of the Nash. Car Co., Bos¬ ton, who was connected with the old road and Pemigewasset House, thirty or more years ago. Boston, Mass., June 3, 1919 C. E. Caswell. Warren, N. H. Dear Sir: — I commenced service with the B., C. & M. in the Passenger Depart¬ ment in the early eighties and at the Boston and Plymouth offices. Was associated with Supt. J. A. Dodge, W. R. Brackett, and George W. Stoner, and was transferred to the Boston and Lowell which leased the B,. C. & M. and White Mountain Di¬ vision, with W. A. Stowell and E. F. Mann, as Supt. and Asst. Supt. Lucius Tuttle as General Passen¬ ger Agent, and G. W. Storer as A. G. P. A. and went to Plymouth as Cash¬ ier at Pemigewasset House, under Carl Morse, B. W. Angell and C. E. Sleeper as Managers. 122 This House was the central resting House Keeper was out and the Head spot for all the officials of several railroad systems while taking trips to the White Mountains also for meals, over night and week end ’vacations. Edwin Morry as President also stop¬ ped for two days when making monthly inspections. C. H. Brown of Hogg-Brown-Taylor Co. Dry Goods, Boston; C. H. Breed, Lynn, Mass, in¬ terested in Miica Mines in Groton, E. H. Kidder, Banker, Boston and New York. G. H. McCaniley, Leader of U. S. Marine Band, Washington, D. C. One little incident occurred the fif¬ teenth of July 1886. which will never be forgotten by those who saw it. The Ancient and Honorable Artil¬ lery of Boston were booked to dinner at the “Perni” on their pilgrimage and trip to Montreal. On the morn¬ ing of that day the Head Waiter and House Keeper had discussion who should iron the table linen, viz; the table waiters or the chamber maids. The House Keeper took the stand former should do it and Head Waiter claimed the latter should do it. The result was the waiters struck and left at 11—A. M. dinner was to be served at 12:30 to 4 00 people on arrival of train from Boston. The employers left that could be spared were sent out and comm\aindeered every man and woman to act a recep¬ tion committee. On the arrival of the train the Artil¬ lery let themselves loose and when orders came slow they made their way to the kitchen, helped themselves and greatly aroused the indignation of the Italian meat cook, the German pastry cook, and French vegetable cook, and several doors bore the marks of carving knives and cleavers, and it was very fortunate that no one was injured except their dispositions and train delayed two hours. Before night all but two waiters p'eaded so earnestly to be taken back that they were accepted, and the Waiter resigned. Yours truly, W. H. Mathews. Everybody along the road today knows Fred L. Chase, a popular pas¬ senger conductor on the White Moun¬ tain division. Fred Chase in his early FRED L. CHASE. days was a printer at Littleton. I have often heard it said a printer has a knowledge of matters and things which enables him to engage in most any business or line of work, he so desires. Fred Chase finally laid down the stick and rule and went to work for the B , C. & M. As the old road went out of existence and other managements came and went he stay¬ ed through thick and thin, worked his way up the ladder of promotion 123 frcm a humble beginning, learning all branches of railroad work and to¬ day is one of the few men in the har¬ ness who started his railroad career on the old B., C. & M. Lie is a resi¬ dent of Concord, highly respected in that city, as well as in the many tGwns along the line through which he has run for so many years. It is impossible to close this history of the old B. C. & M. and the men who he ped make it without briefly refer¬ ring to the triumph with which en¬ gineering skill has achieved in the construction of the Mount Washing¬ ton Railway, as many of the men of the B. C. & M. had to do with the building of and work on the road up the mountain which was built in 1869 by the Mount Washing¬ ton Railway Company. During the summer season, steam cars daily run over the track which passes up the west side of the mountain to the sum¬ mit. The B. C. & M. extended its line to the Base, bought a special locomo¬ tive, the Mt. Washington, No. 29, (which was the first ten wheel loco¬ motive ever in New England) and special observation cars to run from Fabyans to the Base. The construc¬ tion of the road up Mount Washing¬ ton was due to the enthusiasm and inventive genius of Mr. Sylvester Marsh, of Littleton, N. H. At first it was difficult to convince mechani¬ cians of the feasibility of the scheme, and little encouragement was afford¬ ed by capitalists until an engine was actually running over a portion of the route. Finally, the necessary funds having been subscribed, the railroad was finished in 1869. It starts from a point 2,668 feet above the sea, and about 3,600 below the summit. The average grade is 1,300, the maximum 1,980 feet to the mile. There are nine curves on the line, varying from 497 to 954 feet radius. The track con¬ sists of three rails, the outer four feet, seven and a half inches apart, which sustain the principle weight of the rolling stock, and an inner ccg- rail, four inches wide, into which the teeth of the driving-weel of the en¬ gine play, and, as it revolves, the whole engine is made to move, resting on the cuter rails. Practically, the operation is accomplished by one cog¬ wheel working into another. The at¬ mospheric brakes reduce the possi¬ bility of accident to a minimum risk. MOUNT WASHINGTON. Reminiscences of Walter Aiken and the Mountain Railroad. The services commemorating the 100th anniversary of the opening of the Crawford Bridle Path to the summit of Mount Washington and the 50th anniversary of the opening of the Mount Washington railway were jointly observed July 5th in a grove near the Crawford house. The speakers were Frank H. Burt, Frank¬ lin K. Reed of the federal forest ser¬ vice, and Ex-United States Senator John W. Weeks of Massachusetts. Frank H. Burt, son of the late Henry M. Burt, founder of “Among the Clouds,” published upon the summit of Washington, and the first mountain newspaper in the world, gave his reminiscences of the build¬ ing of the Mount Washington rail¬ way. Mr. Burt said: “Fifty years ago today—Monday, July 5, 1869—the Boston Journ. . printed the following dispatch under date of Concord, N. H., July 4: “ ‘Asst.-Supt. Rowell telegraphed that the Mt. Washington railway was completed yesterday and that trains now run to the Tip-Top house.’ “Thus was announced the greatest triumph of railway engineering up to that time in the United States. The vision and enterprise of a son of New Hampshire, Sylvester Marsh, of 124 Littleton, aided by the skill of other New Hampshire men, had created the first cog railway built to the summit of any mountain in the world. “It is fitting that we commemorate today this event in conjunction with the work of the pioneer, Ethan Allen Crawford, who 50 years before made the first step in the conquest of Mt. Washington by the opening of the first footpath. Mt. Washington has always offered a challenge to adven¬ turous spirits. The first to feel this challenge were those who simply came for the pleasure of the climb; next those who, like Dr. Jeramy Bel¬ knap, came for scientific study. To Ethan Crawford the challenge was the question of how to make the ascent easier for those not accustom¬ ed to the wilds. Then in succession the way for visitors was made easier by bridle path, by carriage roads, and finally by railroad. “Sylvester Marsh, a native of New Hampshire, went to Chicago in early life and engaged in business for many years. During a visit to his na¬ tive state he went up Mt. Washington and appears at that time, or soon af¬ ter, to have formed the idea of the building of the railroad. In 1858 he was granted a charter for railroads to the summits of Mts. Washington and Lafayette, declining with thanks the satirical proposition that the charter should permit him to build to the moon. In 1864, having retired from business, Mr. Marsh came East, and many Bostonians of that time were amused by the enthusiasm of this visionary old gentleman when be exhibited the model of his proposed railroad in an office on Washington street while seeking to raise funds. He met with about as much encour¬ agement as though he had proposed to start an orange grove in Greenland, and when he finally made a beginning toward his venture he had to depend largely on his own means. “In May, 1866, Mr. Marsh began the building of the road. The first engine was built by Campbell Whittier & Co. of Boston. On August 29, 1866, when a quarter of a mile of track had been laid, a demonstration was given to a group of practi'cal railroad men, who found that Mir. Marsh actually had a device safe and efficient for climbing and descending mountains. The ‘dreamer’ had triumphed. “The remaining construction of the railroad was financed by the railroads interested in White mountain travel and within two years the track was laid half way to the summit. The for¬ mal opening took place August 14, 1868. Construction was rushed the rest of that season and work was kept up until Oct. 16, when, with only 500 feet of track to build, the workmen were driven away by a fierce snow storm. Work was resumed the fol¬ lowing June, and in three weeks’ time the brack was finished to the summit, the first trains running to the top on Saturday, July 3. “Mr. Marsh’s right hand man in the enterprise was Walter Aiken of Franklin, N. H., who became the man¬ ager and the largest individual stock¬ holder. “He designed and built several of the engines used upon the road, mak¬ ing many improvements on the ori¬ ginal plan, both in the direction of safety and efficiency. His father, Herrick Aiken, was undoubtedly the first to conceive the idea of a railway up Mt. Washington. He constructed a model and sought to interest rail¬ road men in his scheme. But the ‘practical’ men of his day could see nothing in it but peril and loss, and it remained for the dreamer. Marsh to make the idea a reality. Herrick Aiken’s designs, however, in the hands of his son, undoubtedly played an important part in the final shap¬ ing of the road. 125 "'Walter Aiken was a typical exam¬ ple of the old-time New England manufacturer—a mechanical genius and a successful business man. He was a man of indomitable will and tireless energy, and it is safe to say that without such a man the railroad never would have been the success that it has ten. One incident shows his characteristic spirit. Early in the history of the road he received on a Saturday at his shop in Franklin a telegram that engine No 2 had broken an axle on Jacob’s Ladder and asking to have a new one made and skipped at once. Work began on the axle at noon. “At 10 that night Mr. Aiken, with the finished axle and gears, stepped aboard a special engine at Tilton and was rushed through to Littleton, the railroad terminus, where he was met at 4 o’clock Sunday morning by one of the mountain engineers, John L. Davis, with a pair of old horses and a dilapidated express wagon. Loading the axle and gears' into the wagon, they dared not trust any more weight to the rickety affair, and Aiken and Davis were forced to walk every step of the 25- miles from Littleton to the Base station. “They had breakfast at Bethle¬ hem, dinner at the Twin Mountain house, and reached the base at 5 p. m., expecting to find a train ready to carry them up to where the disabled engine awaited its new axle. But most of the workmen, not looking for such energy cn Mr. Aiken’s part, had gone to the Crawford house to spend the day. “Rounding up the few that were left, engine No. 1 was fired up and ran up the mountain to Jacob’s Lad¬ der, where the new axle was placed under engine No. 2, which was then fired up, and Davis Tan one engine back to the base and Aiken the other, arriving at 9 p. m., so that the road would be ready for business Monday morning, ‘My men were somewhat surprised,’ wrote Mr. Aiken in de¬ scribing the incident, ‘when they re¬ turned from the Crawford, to find everything in running order again.’ “Just what he said to his em¬ ployers, who had enjoyed the Sunday holiday while he was toiling over the hot* and dusty road from Littleton, may safely be left to the imagination. “Just before the completion of the road a Swiss engineer named Otto Gruninger visited the mountain to make drawings and studies of the track and apparatus. He came in the interest of Nicholas Riggenbaeh, superintendent of the Central rail¬ way of Switzerland, who had been granted patents in 1863 on a some¬ what similar cog railway for moun¬ tain climbing, and purposed to build a railroad up the Rigi. Just what influence the studies of the Mt. Washington system had upon the Swiss plans is not known, but the Rigi railway was soon under con¬ struction and was opened in 1870 or 1871. The Riggenbaeh patents were used and everyone who is familiar with the Mt. Washington device can see at a glance that the mechanism is decidedly different. > But no doubt the demonstration of the cog railway in actual operation up a mountain gave great encouragement to the projectory of the Swiss railway, and thus Mt. Washington pointed out the way for the building of the Alpine road. “’Ihrough Mr. Aiken’s enterprise the Summit house was built, capable of accommodating 200 persons. The house was built in part on land leased from the owners of the terri¬ tory, and this fact, combined with the rivalry of tihe two enterprises, led to friction and ultimately to litiga¬ tion. ‘We do not feel disposed to pay for the use of the summit and to have to fight for it,’ wrote Mr. Aiken to his antagonists on one occasion; 126 ‘we are willing to do one or the other, but do not want to do both.’ “It is am interesting coincidence that the surveyor who laid out the road, Col. Freeman of Lancaster, N. H., was a son-in-law of Ethan Allen Crawford and the line adopted for the railroad followed closely the route of Crawford’s second path. “No train on the Mt. Washington railway ever carried a more unlock¬ ed for load than the one which in the middle of July, 1877, conveyed to the top a printing press and the whole outfit for a daily newspaper. My father, Henry M. Burt of Spring- field, Mass., author of a guide to the White Mountains, in the course of one of his visits in the early days of the railway, when storm bound on the mountain, conceived the idea of a newspaper on this lonely peak. Here was a mountain with a railway, a hotel, telegraph and nearly every¬ thing that civilization required; why not a newspaper? “From this thought grew the paper in two daily editions for a third of a century. The office was for several years in the old stone Tip Top house, after which a small frame building near the hotel was put up for the use of the paper. My father continued for 22 summers as editor and publisher of the paper, until his death, March 7, 1899. “The difficulties attending the running of a newspaper in such an isolated spot are many, and the over¬ coming of them has been a constant stimulus to ingenuity and often times a strain upon one’s endurance and patience. In its unique field Among the Clouds has had to deal with al¬ most every phase of life which con¬ fronts the newspaper man in the world below. It has recorded the visit of one President of the United States to Mt. Washington—R. B. Hayes —and of countless men of fame and influence from every coun¬ try of the civilized world. The hap¬ pier side of life has, of course, pre¬ dominated, but the tragic has not lean wanting, as those who remen- ber such calamities as the deaths of William B. Curtis and Allan Ormsbee wi.l recall. “Then we have had the newspaper man’s delight at a ‘scoop’ and we have utilized the famous ‘slide beards’ to send a special edition fly¬ ing down the mountain side at a mile a minute. The files of Among the Clouds preserved in several libra¬ ries, afford a mine of information of White Mountain events for the last 40 years. “Not the least interesting feature, as I look back on the career of Among the Cl'oudA has been ‘the number of brilliant young men who in their summer vacations were as¬ sociated with our staff. There was Harry M. Cheney, afterward speaker of the New Hampshire House of Re¬ presentatives; John Scammon and Harry Lord, who have presided over the New Hampshire Senate; Rev. W. C. Gordon of Auburndale and the Hon. Louis S. Cox, now judge of the superior court of Massachusetts. But the most interesting of all was the coincidence that in November, 1918, Massachusetts and New Hamp¬ shire each chose to high office one who had rendered brilliant service on the staff of Among the Clouds—Chan- ning H. Cox, who went from the speakership of the House to the Lieutenant-Governor’s chair of the Bay State, and John H. Bartlett, who worthily fills the chief magistrate’s chair in New Hampshire.” Franklin K. Reed was the next speaker. He told of the entry of the United States government into the plans for technical and standardized trail building in con¬ nection with their work in the United States forest reserve, which 127 now embraces 400,000 acres in the White Mountains alone. At the close of Mr. Reed’s talk a historic shield, the gift of the United States forest reserve, was unveiled. The inscription reads: “Moaimt Washington 8 y 2 miles via Southern Peaks and Lakes of the Clouds. First tourist path in the White Moun¬ tains opened by Abel and Ethan Al¬ len Crawford in 1819. Improved as a bridle path by Thomas J. Crawford in 1840. United States forest ser¬ vice official trail since 1917.” Ex-Senator John W. Weeks of Massachusetts, who came from his summer home in Lancaster, con¬ cluded the exercises with a talk upon the early history of this part of the country, and said that his ancestor, Maj. John Wingate Weeks, was not only one of the first party to make the ascent of the Crawford bridle path, but assisted at that time in naming the peaks of the Presidential range. He said: ‘‘The first path to the top of Mount Washington was constructed by Crawford in 1819, the anniversary of which we are cele¬ brating today. This was followed by several paths, and in 1840, a bridle path was constructed This com¬ menced at the Giant’s Grave, passed up the Ammonoosuc valley, over Mts. Clinton, Pheasant, Franklin and Monroe to Washington. Another bridle path constructed at this time was known as the Davis path, which passed over Mount Crawford, along the Dry or Mount Washington river to Mount Washington. The exercises were under tbe aus¬ pices of tbe New England Trail con¬ ference. Paul Jenks, its president, and councilor of improvements for toe Appalachian Mountain club, pre¬ sided. Gov. John H. Bartlett was rep~e"erted by State Senator Jar«es A. Tufts of Exeter. Since writing it a number of times there has come to my knowledge that the name on the old engine No. 7 was spelled Winnlpisseogee and not the modern way of spelling the lake to¬ day. This old engine was a part of the road itself in early times, and every engineer on the road forty to fifty years ago run her, and she was actu- FRANK N. KEYSER A present day passenger conductor who learned ropes of the B., C. & M. allly worn out and had to be scrap¬ ped. The ‘‘Winnie” was in memory of an Indian tribe. Like the red man, she was tough, and endured much grief. Ed. Bowler was another of the veteran railroad men who started in when railroading was in its crude 128 stages, before the day of the automa¬ tic coupler, air brake and steam- heated cars. He was in the freight service for many years and his home was at Lake Village. Many a man has gone through life and to his grave minus a finger or two or a crippled hand to testify to the danger of hand-coupling in the days of making hitches with the link and pin. In early days the method of con¬ necting together was by what was known as “blocks”. These were pieces of oak wood thirty inches long and about three inches square bolted to the outside of the rails at the joints, with a “fish-plate” on the in¬ side of the rails. There was a “chair” beneath each joint. This “chair” was a flat piece of iron six inches square spiked to a tie, and the rail ends or joints rested on these irons. As time went on modern methods were adop¬ ted and the antiquated fish, chairs and side-blocks were discarded. Following is a letter from E. C. Whitcher, cashier of the National Bank at Concordia, Kansas, with ref¬ erence to three of the old boys who went ont west some thirty-five years ago. Mr. Whitcher was a Warren lad and like all hoys was more or less in¬ terested in early railroading, and got acquainted with many of the men of those times. Concordia, Kansas June 12, 1919 Friend Caswell: I enclose draft $2.50; don’t know just when this will pay to, but you can give proper credit. I have been much interested in your history of early R. R. men. Many years ago, perhaps thirty or more, I got on a train here, (the B. & M. in Neb.) to go to Omaha; out of Concor¬ dia was Conductor Green, next divi¬ sion was McGregor, then W. H. Weeks, all were formerly from the B, C. & M. R. R. and well remembered Com my boyhood days in New Hamp-' shire. Yours truly, E. C. Whitcher. Back forty-five or eight years ago Sam Heat, as has been mentioned, run a rail repair shop in one end of the engine house at Wafren. The first time I ever saw Sam Hoit I went into the shop One day while waiting for the mail train. There was a lead of wornout rails on a push car. Hoit was a man of unusual strength, weighing as he did probably 275. He brought a 50-lb sledge-hammer down on one of the rails and I nearly jump¬ ed twenty feet up through the roof. Sam Hoit had two boys. Naturally they “took to railroading.” Charles was the older of the two and “got on” first. Ed, the younger went to sea for several years, and one day came home a surprise to his folks, as they did not know his whereabouts. Soon after he went to firing for his brother Charlie, and today is an old man run¬ ning one of the way freights between Woodsville and Plymouth. Charles Hoit, like most of the good and faith¬ ful B., C. & M. men has passed on to rest from his labors. Just what year the telegraph line was put through is not known, but it was soon after the Civil War, as I have heard my father tell how he helped set the poles. My mother was telegraph operator and for years be¬ sides doing her housework did all the telegraphing at Warren Summit, (Now Glencliff.) Later my father learned and held the key along with his sta- ion duties. This was thirty-five to forty years ago. 129 C. E. Caswell. Editor Warren News. In the Early History of the B., C. & M., you speak of the rail repair shop in the engine house at Warren. The first shop for repairing of rails, was situated a little south of R. R. Crossing, and near a large Elm tree, Charles Hicks, was the first to repair rails there, for a number of years. . Afterwards it was moved down into the old engine house, (which is now the freight depot,) and Samuel Hoit did the mending there for a number of years afterwards. The R. R. had a car house south of the Passenger Station and very near the rear of C. B. Averill’s store. At the time the Hotel burned, (which stood where the store now is) Mr. Arthur Knapp had a cow jump through a window into the car house and was burned to death. Warren, N. H. May 23rd, 1919. James H. Williams. Henry Williams tells about loading slabs on a push car at, a mill near the crossing here, running the car out on the main line, carrying slabs some¬ where down into the yard. One da> this car got away from him and run down the biltl. Morrill Sanborn was station agent and telegraphed Went¬ worth to put obstructions on the track and derail the car. It got by Wentworth, and West Rumney was notified to do the same. A freight was at that station. Dye Sargent was engineer. He pulled the pin and started up the line to meet the on¬ coming runaway car. He saw it coming on the straight line above the yard. Running as near as he thought safe, he reversed the engine and started back down the yard, gradually letting the runaway car come up a- gainst the pilot and it stopped with¬ out doing any damage. Henry says this was his only railroad experience, and for years the fellows joked him for jumping and leaving his train at Clough’s Crossing. He was a lad at the time and since then has had no desire for railroad life. Next is a letter from Eu¬ gene B. Lane of Berlin, N. H. When a boy he left the old farm on Briar Hill, in Haverhill, and went to work for the B., C. & M. Lane is very pre¬ cise and from the start learned rail¬ roading thoroughly, and probably there isn’t a man on the road with a beter understanding of the handling of traffic than Gene Lane. While lit is by no means an old man, he started in the old days of hand brakes and wood burners, has seen the road change hands to the Boston & Lo¬ well, the Concord & Montreal and Bos¬ ton & Maine and ha§ kept abreast of the times as the years came and went. For a number of years he and George Hutchins have been in charge of pas¬ senger trains on the Berlin Branch, between Whitefield and Berlin. They work shoulder-to-shoulder, Hutchins in the cab and Lane in the coaches, and the officials for years have been given but little anxiety as to the safety of passenger traffic on the Berlin Branch, because they realize there is no ma¬ terial cause for anxiety when these capable men are in charge. Berlin, N. H. March 15, 1919. Friend Caswell: I have been very much interesed in the letters of early days of railroading on the B. C. & M. And in reading them they bring to my mind many incidents of those days. Then the train crews were assigned to certain trains and many times kept together month after month and some¬ times years. I remember one crew I worked with all “gone West’’ now, but myself. Con¬ ductor Ed. Williams, Engineer Austin Olney and Fireman Elisha McConnell, and we run the “special freight” from 130 Woodsville to Whitefield and return. This train was put on to handle the output from the big saw-mill of Brown’s Lumber Company then opera¬ ting at Whitefield. We used to make EUGENE B. LANE up a train of empty cars and go to Wing Road, turn the engine on the- “Y” and back on to the caboose and back the train to Whitefield. It was my duty to ride the front end of trains to look out for persons on the track or at the crossings ; a cold job some winter nights. At Whitefield after setting off the empty cars we made up a train of loads for the return trip. The train consisted mostly of flat cars loaded with lumber, and we con¬ sidered ourselves lucky if we could get one or two box cars next the caboose for brakes to help hold the train down the hills. No air brakes on freight cars those days. After making up tne train we usual¬ ly had a helping engine as far as Burns’ which was a little four wheel shifter, “The Doctor Ordway” and afterwards “The Pony.” Sometimes when the train was unusually heavy and likely to be st: li¬ ed I’ve seen Ed. go over and count the cars the helper was pushing, then when we arrived at Wing Road, Aus¬ tin would sometimes tell him he had taken too many cars. Ed. would say “Well, the helper was pushing four cars and the buggy and you ought to pull the rest of them,” and Elisha would say “Well she was hot anyhow, had plenty of steam.” At that time there was a lumber mill at South Littleton, at the foot of a long down grade and (hose days the mill crews sometimes did shifting with horses pulling cars out of one track and back on another, which helped some train crew who had that work to do. Evidently someone had given the mill foreman a switch key so.he co^ld open 'Bife main line switch. One night we were coming down the hill with an unusually heavy train, having picked up six or eight carloads of fbur-foot wood at Wing Read; when hear the South Littletbn switch the engineer whistled for brakes, and al¬ most! immediately another call for brakes. I sometitnes think an en¬ gineer could almost make an engine talk with the whistle, at any rate that second whistle startled me and I climbed up on top of a car load of wood. I had hardly got there when I heard the engine in reverse, and al¬ most immeditely a grinding crash as engine and cars left the rails and smashed into the ditch. I whs clinging on to the end of a wood car with all the strength I had, and when the train stopped I started for the head end expecting to find the 131 engineer and fireman either killed or badly injured. It was very still, the only sound was the escaping steam from the wrecked locomotive. . Then I called to them, hardly ex¬ pecting to get an answer but Lisher answered me. I asked him if he was hurt, lie said “No,” and Austin was there and all right They had both jumped just as the engine left the rails and cleared them¬ selves of the wreck. Just then we heard Ed coming from the rear, he was on the run, all out of breath and very much excited, “Say are ye alive,” was his inquiry: “Yes we are all right,” Austin shouted “Where is Gene?” was his next query; “He is here all right,” Lisher told him “Well, if you fellows are r 11 right I feel better,’ was his comment. The agents those days at the sta¬ tions between Woodsville and White- field are all gone to their long home. E. H. Weston was agent at White- field, with Hazen Fiske as clerk; John Clifford at Wing Road; Alden Quimby at Littleton; Jule Kelsey at Lisbon, Mr. Lang at Dalton, Harvey Ross at Bath; Fred Nourse at Lancaster, good and true men every one, and worked hard for the interest of the company which they served. Those days the log train business was an important part of the service in the winter, and it was quite a sight to see trains of 16 or 18 lengths of logs coming down the Branch from Fabyans to Whitefield or South Little¬ ton. These trains consisted of trucks with four wheels and a heavy bunk with stakes nearly a foot in diameter, which was set at the log landings that were built big enough so the logs could be rolled over the top of the stakes and drop on to the bunks. The trucks being coupled together with reaches some of them 30 feet long with coupling iron on each end. Some of the men who manned these trains were Len Morrill, engineer; Harvey Caswell, brakeman; A1 Haynes and John Quimby. One cold January morning we pull¬ ed out of Fabyans with 14 lengths; it was so dark we couldn’t see the second length from the caboose. Cas¬ well was holding the train down the grade with the caboose brake and we appeared to be going all right until we were going through the Ammonoosuc Bridge, a couple of miles north of Bethlehem Junction. Just as the caboose was going into the bridge there came an awful crash, the splint¬ ering of boards, breaking of stakes and the whole front end of the car seemed to come crashing inward and with it the end of a big spruce log. I was sitting on a seat that ran length¬ wise of the car and the end of the log came altogether too near to me for my peace of mind. I jumped for the rear and put up the brake hard as I could, and signalled the engineer to stop. When we stopped I went for¬ ward to investigate. I found Harvey laying among the wreckage, groaning and in great pain. We found the forward stake on one side of the length next the caboose had worked almost out of the socket, letting the logs sag out so far that they hit the bridge, driving one big spruce directly hack into the caboose; this had hit Caswell and injured him severely. It took the united efforts of half a dozen huskv lumber jacks with cant- dogs to pull that log out of the ca¬ boose. Caswell eventually recovered. Another time coming down the branch, with a heavy log train, on rounding the big curve just north of Bethlehem Junction, it was begining to get light enough so I could see. I discovered we had an empty length near the middle of the train. I know that length was loaded when we left Fabyans. We stopped at the station and I went over to investigate. The trucks appeared to be all right except 132 one blink stake iron was broken off. On returning that afternoon we found this length had been derailed on the big curve at Ammonoosuc Fails and the wheel on the left side going over J. A. DODGE Appointed Superintendent B., C. & M. R. R. to succeed John W. Lyon. He resigned in 1882 and died a year later. and striking the rail on the right side with such force as to break the stake- iron on the rear bunk letting every log down the high bank; the truck was drawn off track at Zealand where it struck a frog and came on the track again, and the men on the train know¬ ing nothing about it until it began to get light enough to see it at Bethlehem Junction. The old Mitchell coupler came near being my finish when they were in operation. I was running the way- freight between Woodsville and Con¬ cord and one day I had a car to set off at Concord transfer; it was equipped with a Mitchell coupler, and was sup¬ posed to be uncoupled by pulling up a rod from the dog stand at top of the car. The rod was a little too long ? t \d the coupling pin was not fully clear of the link and when I gave the engineer the stop signal he reversed the engine and the car not being uncoupled I was thrown from the top to the track; fortunately I was not hurt in the least. A friend of mine told me today of one of the old timeB. C. & M. station agents at North Haverhill, Adolphus Willey, who was a shoemaker as well as railroad man, and who had his shoemaker’s bench in his little office in the station, and when the duties of agent did not keep him busy he work¬ ed at repairing shoes and boots for the villagers. Thinking of the old B. C. & M. days, memory of men comes back and of some funny incidents, funny to re¬ member but not always to participate in. Like slipping off the top of an icy freight train in motion, like Ike Paling did when coming down through Keyes’ Woods one slippery winter day. It had been raining and froze almost as fast as it fell making the tops of the cars completely covered with ice. Ike was on top “holding them down the hill” when by a sudden lurch of the car he lost his footing and slid off the top, striking outside the track and rolling down the bank to the foot: strange that one could take such a tumble without being killed, but he was not seriously hurt. Another old timer that took some such tumble was Mike Glynn wav-freight brakeman at East Tilton. Mike was not hurt. Lockhart Johnson and Harvey Dex¬ ter old time freight conductors on the Mountain Hoad long since gone, Elmer Hall and Riley Avery, trainmen who were sent to the St. J. & L. C. for a year or two, and never liked there. Ike Glynn an old time engineer who 133 run on the Branch, Sam Carr who used to look after engineers at Woodsville, who lost his foot by being crushed by an engine, John Quimby and Will Conner, two engineers of those days. Will Frizzell was engineer on what was called the Mountain freight, who run with Harvey Dexter with Eugene Clough as brakeman. Then there were Will and Gene Mclntire, freight con¬ ductors ; afterwards Gene was station agent at Wing Road. George Mason another old time trainman who after¬ wards was an engineer on a Pennsyl¬ vania Road. George Thyng and Jed Bean en¬ gineers on the way freight. The Leonard boys, Charley went on the Upper Coos Railroad .afterwards the Maine Central and there run an en¬ gine for years. Frank Clark conduc¬ tor also went to the Upper Coos Rail¬ road, and now is a prosperous mer¬ chant in Portland. Then there were the Dolloff boys. Their father was road master and looked after a rail shop at Lancaster. Charlie Dolloff is now road master on the M. & W. Railroad. James Sawyer another old B. C. & M. man used to superintend a rail shop at Woodsville. Then there were the Gannon boys— Jim, Tom and Tim: John Bisson, a passenger conductor thirty years ago; Martin Perkins, and Dave, his broth¬ er. two old time engineers. Then I well remember Frank Simpson who has already been mentioned. It’s a pleasure to recall those days of early railroading, the hardships be¬ ing forgotten and the pleasant memo¬ ries of those times and the men we worked with, remain only clear in our memory. Yours truly, Eugene B. Lane. Loren Clough, still living at East Concord, was one of the leading lights in the system of the olid road forty years ago, in charge of East Concord station and at times acting as passenger conductor. It is evident it was a custom for many of the trus¬ ty station agents in early railroad times, to run passenger trains when¬ ever an extra was run, or someone took a vacation. Loren Clough was and is still faithful to God, man and his employers. Laconia, N. H. April 29, 1919. Mr. C. E. Caswell, Warren, N. H. Dear Sir: Replying to yours of April 1; beg to say that I remember the Went¬ worth wreck very well. It happened forty years ago last December. The train had forty-two cars and two engines, the Franconia and Moosilauke. The crew was Henry Mann, conductor; Melvin Mann, brakeman; Orrin Bailey, engineer; Hiarley Whiting, fireman on the Moo¬ silauke. John March as engineer and myself as fireman on the Franconia. We left Lake Village about 8 :30 in the evening. At Plymouth we stopped for wood and water and made good time from there to Rumney. At the little cut at the north end of Rumnty yard the Franconia gave a lurch that was followed by a call for brakes from Bailey. This proved to be a soft place that allowed the track to settle under the weight of the engines. We hunted up the section men and left them to take care of this place. At the upper twin bridge, between West Rumney and Wentworth, we were stopped by John Roberts, who was foreman of the West Rumney section at that time. The water was running over the track just north of the bridge; but had not washed out to do any harm, so we got over that all right. I got the firebox full of.wood about the time we got to the little bridge where the highway passes under the railroad. Henry Mann was on my 134 seat, and luckily for the boys behind, I stepped to the right hand side to get a look ahead. The wind was with us and we were going so slow that the smoke and steam was hiding the track. CHAS. F. G. CLARK Now Residing at Marlboro, Mass. Was B., C. & M. Passenger Brakeman in 1882 In fact, when I first looked, I could not see our own smoke-stack. I stooped down between the engine and tender to get a look under it, but couldn’t. Perhaps a hundred feet from the trestle, the wind gave a little fluke and lifted the steam for a moment and I saw that the track was out of line. I shouted to John, “It’s gone,” and jumped! Bailey saw me and calling to his fireman, they both jumped. I stood by the track and heard John whistle for brakes; saw the fire fly from the drivers as he reversed her; saw him come into the gangway; fold his old coat around him ;i jump straight out into the water and disap¬ pear; and then things began to hap¬ pen. The old Franconia seemed to settle straight down; while the Moosilauke tilted over on her side; and the cars filled in on top of them. Something got on the old Moosey’s whistle lever and opened it up; and the moans end gurgles and groans and shrieks that came from her as the water washed over her, had the last notes of a dying swan beat to a frazzle. As soon as the train stopped, we crawled under and started down the bank after John. He had been car¬ ried quite a ways down strepm to where the current was not quite so strong; and had finally got hold of some alders and pulled himself out. I met him coming up the bank and his greeting was “Wal George, the Lord saved us that time.” I had heard him say that a good many times before but perhaps never when I felt so much like agreeing with him. We went back to the saloon, where we found, the conductor. It seems that he had climbed to the top of the cab to get a look over the smoke; and had jumped from there to the ground on the opposite side from us and not seeing any of us thought we had all gone in. I have seen a few papers of “The Warren News” containing letters and sketches on the old B. C. & M. and was much interested in them. Am glad you have decided to put it in book form, so I can get it all. Wishing you succes in your venture, I remain Yous truly, George W. Slierwell. In the early 50’s passenger fare was 5 cents extra when paid on the trains and there were no rebates. Early Days on the B. & M. 135 (From a Pamphlet Distributed by the National Shawmut Bank.) “The Boston & Maine was origin¬ ally the ‘Andover Branch,’ running from Wilmington, on the Boston & Lowell, nine miles to Andover, over the road-bed now used for the Law¬ rence branch of the southern divis¬ ion, as far as Wilmington Junction, WILLIAM “Bill” KIMBALL An old time B., C. & M. Engineer thence substantially over the present western division road-bed to And¬ over. The construction was con¬ tinued each year, first to Haverhill (Lawrence was not built then), thence to Exeter, N. H., thence to South Berwick, Maine, where it con¬ nected with the Portland line, after¬ wards part of the Eastern. The road then ran from a junction 15 miles from Boston to a junction 40 miles from Portland, and was a one- horse affair run by prudent, earnest but small men. They had three lo¬ comotives—the Andover, HaverhilL and Rockingham—and N. G. Paul, a part owner and afterward an official, was an engine man. He is said to have been the original actor of the ‘Locomotive and tfie Old Ladies’ Clothes-line scenario,’ and the inven¬ tor of the glass wind sield from which the locomotive cab was de¬ veloped, The management was petty in character, disputes with the Bos¬ ton & Lowell as to each other’s cars and engines ocupying certain tracks at Wilmington being frequent. The public, in fact, was often inconven¬ ienced as a result of trivial quarrels of this kind. In 1844, the Boston & Marne built from the present Wil¬ mington Junction to Boston, and abandoned the track from that point to Wilmington, having nothing more to do with the Boston & Lowell, with which it was not friendly. It also later built from South Berwick into Portland. In the late forties, Law¬ rence was built and the road-bed was changed from Andover so as to pass through the south side of the new city. Shortly after this, the Boston & Maine thought to tap some of the Poston & Lowell business by build¬ ing from the present Lowell Junction to Lowell. The Boston & Lowell re¬ taliated by building into Lawrence, over the old abandoned Andover branch road-bed from Wilmington to Wilmington Junction, thence over the Salem & Lowell to Tewksbury, thence into Lawrence. Competition was carried on fiercely, at times in fare and freight, but mostly in train service, but the Boston & Lowell al¬ ways felt that they had the advan¬ tage. The equipment of the Boston & Lowell was always superior to that of the Boston & Maine and the man¬ agement in the hands of men of larger calibre. Even in the late eighties the Boston & Maine had 136 light rail with wood fish-plates (tie bars) on their main line, and their express locomotives were mostly equipped with the Westinghouse brake. Block signals were almost unknown. At that time the Boston & Lowell had several 60 to 80-ton express locomotives, Hall and Union block signals, and the Westinghouse brake on all passenger equipment. At the time of the lease of the Bos¬ ton & Lowell to the Boston & Maine the old employees of the former, it is said, wept,as they thought they were making a poor swap of employers from the progressives of the Boston & Lowell to the hitherto picayunes of the Boston & Maine.” Boston & Maine Oldtime Wages. (By Judge Wells in Somersworth Free Press.) In 1849 the Boston & Main rail¬ road, under the acts of the Legisla¬ tures of Massachusetts, New Hamp- sire and Maine, had been extended from Boston to South Berwick, Me., where it united with the Portland, Saco & Portsmouth railroad, a dis¬ tance of 74 1 / i miles, having 19 Ms miles of double track, and branches to Medford and Methuen and Great Falls, amounting to 10% miles. A report of the committee of investi¬ gation appointed by the stockholders of the Boston & Maine railroad, pre¬ sented at a meeting in Exeter, N. H., May 28, 1849, has just come to light. From that report we learn that the 45,000 shares of the stock issued was owned by people of the three states. The books showed an ex¬ penditure, from the beginning of the road to June 1, 1849, of $843,532.- 27. Of that amount bridges had cost $358,683; depots, engine house, machine shops and other buildings, $404,854 and land and fencing and rolling stock the bal¬ ance. At that time the road employed 430 persons, and, in view of the de¬ velopment of the road since, the list is of interest. In the superintendent's office there was a cashier who was paid $1,000 a year, two clerks at $480, and an office boy at $180. There were nine conductors on pasenger trains, five being paid $50 a month; one at $45 a month; two at $41.67; and one at $35 a month. There were four conductors on freight trains, one at $45 a month, and three at $40. There were 24 ticket masters, the highest salaried man being the offi¬ cial at Boston at $60 a month. Those at Lawrence and Great Falls received $50 a month, while Andover, North Andover, Exeter, Newmarket and Dover paid $40 a month; Somerville, South Reading, Reading, Haverhill and Rochester paid $3 5 a month; Medford, $33.99; Malden, Ballard- vale, Durham and Salmon Falls, $30; Melrose, Plaistow, East Kings¬ ton and South Newmarket, $20; Bradford, $16, and Newton, $13. Thirty-seven men were employed at the freight house in Boston and 14 at freight houses elsewhere on the system, laborers * receiving no more than $1 a day. There were six train baggage masters at $35 a month; ;five depot baggage masters from $25 to $35 a month; four porters at stations, ranging from $26 to $30 a month; ten watchmen, ranging from $2 6 to $30 a month; 13 switchmen, ranging from $15 to $33.33 a month, the highest paid man being at Boston; 17 enginemen, 11 of them at $60 a month, one at $50, one at $45, and three at $40; 14 firemen, 11 of them at $30 a month and three at $26; 14 brakemen, 13 of them at 30 a month and one at $26; eight gatemen, paid from $26 to $30 a month; 31 wood¬ men, receiving from $26 to $35 a month; three draw-tenders, one at $30 a month, one at $1 a day and one at eight shillings a day; two blacksmiths, receiving $1.50 and $1 a day; 75 repairmen receiving from 80 cents to $1 a day; 15 men in the ]37 car and machine shops at Lawrence, 60 men at the engine shop in Boston, all of whom received from 66 cents to $2.20 per day; two roadmasters at $750 a year each; one wood agent at $1,000 a year and one master of transportation at $9 00. The superintendent was paid $2,000 a year, the president $2,000, the treasurer, $1,500. In 1849 the Boston & Maine own¬ ed 35 passenger cars and 40 stoves, appraised at $51,265; 16 passenger baggage cars, valued at $9,052; 24 engines, which, with appurtenances, were valued at $121,050; eight snow plows, valued at $2,895. William Kimball was engineer when the stack of a locomotive fell off near Northfield and the engine continued her run to Concord. It was Star King which blew up at Belmont soon after the Tilton & Bel¬ mont road was built. She was re¬ paired and named Belmont. George Plummer said in a letter he doubted if there ever was a loco¬ motive known as Lady of the Lake. He always knew her as “Lady.” I have heard quite a number say the same. By research I find that one time the “Lady” was named Lady of the Lake, but owing to there being a steam boat on Lake Winnipesaukee by the same name, the two conflicted and the railroad people had to change her name. I am told the name was just beneath the stack along the sides of the boiler. Mrs. Learned of East Piermont, daughter of the late Josiah Hardy, writes me that when she was a child a year and a half old her father was foreman on North Haverhill section, nearly 60 years ago. One night he was going over the road and found a broken rail which must be changed. He returned home, told his good wife he must attend to the break in FRED H. NOURSE, Lancaster For Twenty Years with the B., C. & M. the track and the south part of the section could not be gone over that night. Mrs. Hardy, at the midnight hour, dressed, left her sleeping child in bed and herself inspected the south of the section in the darkness, making the three miles alone, re¬ turned home and had a warm break¬ fast waiting for her husband on his return at daybreak. What changes in 60 years! Since some of this matter has been put in type there have come to hand some facts which might have been written differently had I known the real circumstances. For instance: The Lady of the Lake was sunk at a point near Glendale, and not at Lake- port; J. Fred Leonard, postmaster at Woodsville, writes that the last he knew of Henry Simpson he was 138 running a baggage car between Omaha, Neb., and Denver, Colorado. Charlie Sanborn, an old time en¬ gineer, is now running on the A. T. & S. Fe., between Kansas City and Newton, Kan. Ed. Buckley is still working for the Boston & Maine and resides at Concord. Charles Rowen, a freight conductor 6 5 years ago, was one day cautioning a brakeman about overhead bridges, and before night be himself was struck by a Frank E. Clifford was the first en¬ gineer to run a locomotive to Fab- yans. The boys of those early days all respected Frank Clifford, for he was a good and faithful man. He learned railroading here in the mountains and in after years went to running on the New York Cen¬ tral and resided at Buffalo, N. Y. On July 1, 1919, he lost his life in a wreck in which 11 others were killed at Dunkirk, N. Y. A press dispatch CHOCORUA—Pet Engine of the B., C. & M. Forty-five years ago. bridge and killed. Frank Swasey, whose name has several times been mentioned with the old employees, is now residing at Laconia. Swasey drove an ox-team and distributed the rails between Wing Road and Fab- yans. I have many times listened to my father tell of those days when he was helping to build the “exten¬ sion.” As I used to sit on his knee and listen to those “bedtime” stories, little did I realize that some day I would write a history of the days of wood burners and hand brakes. Those days and years are left far be¬ hind in the progress of time which is so swiftly passing. Newton New¬ kirk once said, “How time ske¬ daddles.” in part said: “Engineer Clifford of the New York Central’s Western Ex¬ press desperately tried, according to his dying statement, to avert the rear-end colision with train No. 41,' which caused the deaths of 12 per¬ sons, the serious injury of 18 others and slight cuts and bruises to as many more. The air brake failed to work, the engineer declared. Wit¬ nesses said that the siren was still screeching for the hand-brakes when the Westerner, going 5 0 mile an hour, plowed into the rear coach of .No. 41. Engineer Clifford stuck to his post to the end. He was dying when his body was taken from the wreck of his engine. ‘The brakes wouldn’t hold; they wouldn’t work,’ 139 he gasped just before he d’ed. The finding of a body, apparently that of tramp, wedged in the wreckage back of the tender, is the basis for a theory that a man stealing a ride on the blind end of the baggage car, ac¬ cidentally or deliberately turned the cock rendering the air brake useless throughout the length of the train.” Albert A. Kidder, a retired mer¬ chant of Meredith, was in my office a few days ago and I found him a jolly good fellow of the old B., C. & M. days. In a recent letter he says in part that he started with the B., C. & M. in 1869, as newsboy. “Pedd¬ ler Boy,” as he was known. To pay for his job all he had to do was carry a can of drinking water through the trains. He tells me he would leave Meredith for Concord in the morn¬ ing, making two round trips a day. Down with Tom Robie in the morn¬ ing as conductor, Patch Clifford, en¬ gineer, Fred Clifford (his son) fire¬ man; back to Meredith on the noon or mail train, with Sid Russ, conduc¬ tor, Bogy Drake, engineer, George Hutchins, fireman, Will Rollins, bag¬ gage master, and George V. Moulton, brakeman. The second trip would be with Sid Russ as conductor, Dave Furgeson, baggage master, Ed. Mann, brakeman, Henry Little, en¬ gineer, and Frank Swasey, fireman. The last trip of the day was on Roby’s train. Tom Robie was con¬ ductor, George Dow, baggage mas¬ ter, Patch Clifford, engineer, and his son, Fred Clifford, fireman. In this way he came in contact with every passenger on the road traveling on those four trains He kept this up for three years, and then left to at¬ tend school. Kidder says ‘that good friend of mine’ Mr. Dodge, enquir¬ ed what I was going to do after get¬ ting through school, and said if I wanted to railroad, come to him. So in 1875 Mr. Kidder was placed in charge of the first parlor car the road ever owned and on its first trip. This car was named “Plymouth.” Mr. Kidder remained with the old road for a number of years and knew everybody connected with it in the ’70s. He tells me how he used to take pride in going into Dodge’s, Whittier’s and Rodger’s office at Plymouth and turn in his reports and cash. He tells how Sid Russ would find fault if a link was too long, as he was short legged, and would often say, “Sonny, sing out Mosquito Bridge” (now Winni- squam). However, Sid was good to all the boys. The writer of these pages can remember the kindness of Sid Russ with fond recollections when he was knee high to a grass¬ hopper. Warren, N. H., Friday, July 11, 1919 Mr. Caswell. In today’s News I read that you wanted to get in touch with Henry Simpson. I am quite sure that he died many years ago. He went West more than 40 years ago and I am sure he died in Wyom¬ ing. Frank Simpson, a brother of Henry, married Caira Page, a sister of Mrs. Burleigh’s. The mother of the Page girls was a sister of Aunt Ruth Harriman, they being sisters to my grandmother. Has anyone given you information of William Simp¬ son, another brother,' who was sta¬ tion agent at East Haverhill 4 5 years ago? He sold his property at auc¬ tion (where Mrs. Henry Dearborn now lives) and went to Larami, Wyo., in October, 1876, and died the next June from drinking cold water. His wife was Laura Jenkins, a sister of the late Robert Jenkins, who used to deal in granite at Haverhill. Their father was “Wash” Simpson, who was one of the first conductors on the road. His father was Green- leaf Simpson, an old stage driver from Boston to the North Country. Charles Simpson died at East Haver¬ hill many years ago. Henry Simp¬ son was a soldier in the Civil war 140 and married a girl from the South. I have her recipe for making rum pickles. Think of it! Your series of letters was running when I be¬ came a subscriber so I wonder if you have date on Sidney Davis, his brother, Frank Davis, Neil Cutting, Leonard Crouch, Fred Nason, who broke for Moody Marston. There was Henry Corliss, Chauncy Bryant and Caleb Burleigh. I knew all these I have mentioned and many others. There was Johnnie Ayer, a brother of Charles at Plymouth, their mother being one of Aunt Ruth’s family. As long ago as I can remember Frank Cutting was section boss at East Haverhill. His son, Frank later was on the road, I think, as station agent. I think your book, as I understand it to be, will be very interesting. MRS. A. B. PERRY. Elkhart, Ind., July 30, 1919 Mr. C. E Caswell: Dear Sir: Please accept thanks for the papers you sent to me. I was glad to see in it the pictured face of your father. It is a good likeness of him, and a bright fellow he was. I thought a great deal of him. I am sorry he has passed away for he was not old. I could have told you a great deal more about the B., C. & M. road and of the boys that worked on it when I did, could I have seen and talked with you, or if I had been feeling well. There are only a few on the road now who were there when I worked. Some that fired for me are there yet and I am glad that I have had the privilege of reading about them and seeing the pictured faces of some of them, as James W. Foster has sent the papers to me. Did your father ever tell you of the wild ride some of us'took over the summit with a load of mast logs? Conductor Ezra Mann, and I as en¬ gineer, and Charlie Hoyt, fireman, went to Littleton with engine La¬ conia and got 2 4 cars loaded with mast sticks and hauled them to Woodsville. George Furgeson shoved us over the hill from there with the mail train engine. When we got to East Haverhill we asked Mr. Dodge to let him go to Warren with us as we had only three brakes, but he said “No,” that the way freight was in on the side track and J. WESTON LYONS One of the B., C. & M. Engineers would remain there until we passed through. We broke two of the brakes just after passing Week’s crossing. That left us with just the caboose brake, behind. We went through Warren 50 miles an hour and did not stop unntil we got half way to Wentworth. Charles Hoyt would look at me and I at him. I told him that my wife would be left 141 a young widow, as we had not been married long then. We made out to get to Rumney, there we broke into the depot and got wood enough to take us to Plymouth; also shoveled snow into the tank and melted it with the blowback to get water to take us there. We left the load of masts at Plymouth and returned to Woodsville with engine and caboose. Ezra Mann told us at Plymouth the lumber men (the Brown’s) were hanging on to the box on top of the caboose while the train was racing down the summit and praying that they would land safe somewhere at the foot of the summit. We broke three frogs in Warren yard that night. What great risks the boys run with those old engines and freight car brakes, but we did not realize our danger, knew our duty and tried to do it well. Yours sincerely, J. WESTON LYONS. F. D. Gourley, now traveling pass¬ enger agent for the Boston & Marne, was in the early railroad days a bar¬ ber at the Fabyan house. Later he became connected with the B., C. & M., and since has made railroading his life profession. William Gib¬ son and George Spaulding were B., C. & M. men who are working at the present day, both being engineers on the mountain road. Edward J. Large is a present day freight conductor, who has always proven a good railroad man. He was raised in Haverhill and has an unusually good reputation as a citi¬ zen and railroad employee. We al¬ most forgot to mention Fred Rob- shaw, who has become a part of the freight system of today. He started in “climbing the ladders of the old B., C. & M. box cars” and has always kept in practice and has proven a good man for the several roads which have succeeded the old sys¬ tem. PETER CLARK One of the old engines. This machine had the drop-hook coupling. The name was beneath the stack*. 142 Elsewhere in this book appears a letter from A. J. Mooney of Salem, Mass., who is one of the oldest con¬ ductors on the road today. Al. Mooney has seen much of this coun¬ try, as for years he conducted over¬ land tours. It was back in 1882 he took a leave of absence from the B., C. & M., and made his first trip for Raymond & Whitcomb with a per- conductor on the P. .& F. N. R. R., from Bethlehem Junction to Bethle¬ hem street, and practically had charge of the narrow gauge road during those years. For 29 suc¬ cessive years after his return from the South, during the months of September and October, he made regular personally conducted excur¬ sions to Washington, Atlantic City, THE OLD PEMIGEWASSET HOUSE Owned by the B., C. & M.—This picture is inserted by W. H. Mathews, Boston, an em¬ ployee of the house thirty-five years ago. (See page 121.) sonally conducted tour to California. About the year 1885 he went down South as conductor of a sleeping car for Lewis & Alden of New York, where a little later he was made gen¬ eral passenger agent of one of the Southern railroads, but owing to the climate not agreeing with his health, he returned to New England and went to work for the Concord & Montreal as passenger conductor. For 12 successive seasons he was Montreal, Quebec, Niagara Falls, the White Mountains and other points, “known as Mooney’s personally con¬ ducted tours.” Mr. Mooney made the trip to the summit of Mt. Wash¬ ington with Dr. Ordway of Lawrence, Mass., who ran the first excursion up the mountain. Harvey Titus and Jim Jones were two men well known in their day and helped to make railroad history 40 years ago. 143 For 18 years George L. Wilson was station agent at Haverhill. Wil¬ son could not telegraph and his daughter, Carrie, did the operating for seven years. She is now Mrs. Harvey Large of Haverhill. Joseph Mooney, a younger brother of I. F. and A. J. Mooney, made his start on the old B., C. & M. as brake- man for W. J. Morrison and O. R. Farror, old time freight conductors, and later went West and made good as conductor on the Union Pacific railroad, where for the last 2 5 years has runs from Denver to Cheyenne and North Platte. He lives in Den¬ ver and has a large ranch a few miles out. Here is a letter from an old passen¬ ger conductor I well remember in my boyhood days. I recollect often hear¬ ing my father and mother speak of George V. Moulton as being a “good man.” As I got older I found this to be true and shall remember George Moulton as long as I live. Mr. Moul¬ ton is unable to give any dates in his letter, but it is exceedingly interest¬ ing nevertheless, and for a man of his years is well written. Mr. Moulton has passed four score years and must have commencedi radlllroadUnig more than fifty years ago. Laconia, N. H. June 16, 1919. C. E. Caswell: Dear Sir: Have been very much interested in the letters published a- bout the old B., C. & M. and will try end add my bit. I cannot give dates. But commenc¬ ed brakeman between Lake Village and Plymouth. On my arrival at Lake Village the first day, the con¬ ductor, Natt. Batchelder, told me I would have to go with an extra to Concord. I had never been over this road; it was my first time into Lake Village. While waiting for Roby’s train to come up I walked down to the head of the train where I met the engineer who was Ralph Adams. I asked him if he was to take the train to Concord? He informed me he was; I told him I was to be conductor and brakeman and had never been over the road. He looked at me and said, “Be careful and not get your d—d head knocked off on the bridges, and hold the Red Lantern where I can see it.” After the arrival of Roby’s train we started. I was perched on the top of a box oar with a lantern in each hand. Believe me, when we pas¬ sed under the bridges it made me shi¬ ver. After a few weeks between Lake Village and Plymouth I broke from Lake Village to Woodsvillle; then af-. ter a few months from Lake Village to Concord. When 'they commenced the extension from Littleton, Mr. Dodge sent John Butler up there to run the construction train and he promoted me as freight conductor, running between Woodsville and Bos¬ ton, four days for this round trip. I was there two and a half years. When Charles Simpson left the road and went to farming at East Haverhill, Mr. Dodge transferred me to a passen¬ ger train, running from Littleton to Boston. Baggage man from Littleton to Plymouth, brakeman from there to Boston via Nashua and Lowell. Bill Rollins conductor, Littleton to Ply¬ mouth, Sid Russ, conductor from Ply¬ mouth to Concord. After the death of Rollins, Mr. Dodge promoted me to conductor to run from Lancaster to Plymouth which I did twelve years down and back every day for $60 per month, no extra pay but lots of extra time. I think I lived in Littleton about two years while they were building the road through to Lancaster and then I moved there. Run from Fabyans to Concord two seasons. Well I rembmber after the P. & 0. was built from Fabyans to Portland 144 running excursion trains to Upper Bartlett. Mr. Dodge put me on to run them from several points on the road. The fare was one dollar for the round trip; and such crowds we used to get! I made twelve trips one Pall, and ten the next. Great times for excursions in those days. After the death of Col. Alden Lorimo who was agent at Lit- GEORGE V. MOULTON tleton my good and true friend Ed. Mann persuaded me to leave the train and go there as agent which I did and acted as agent two years then left the road. Those were good old days for railroad men, all except the pay. We were all as one great family if either one got in trouble aill the oth¬ ers tried to help him out. I well re¬ member how when we had trouble we would tell Sid Russ and he would listen to the story and if we were not in the fault would say I will go over and see the captain (Mr. Dodge) and would say the boy was not to blame, that would be the last of it. I still have my trunk which I car¬ ried for a good many years which was a present from Mr. Charles M. Whitti¬ er. It is the same today as it was the day I left the train; many things in it, that remind me of my old days of railroading. In looking over an old Diary I find that in the month of October 1874 I collected and turned in to the office at Plymouth $987 85 cash collected for fares on the train, an old time table 1867, 1870, and many other old relics. I can think of many things that happened in those days that I would like to talk about but don’t think they would look well in print. Will close by saying 1 am now liv¬ ing one mile from the station at La¬ conia, N. H. on a five acre farm. Would like to hear from any or all of the R. R. men who may read this. Geo. Y. Moulton. I am certain what Fred C. Sanborn has to say will prove mighty interest¬ ing reading to the railroad men of to¬ day, to say nothing of the old boys of forty years ago who are now living, as well as the public in general. Mr. Sanborn’s letter is worthy of a place in any railroad history, and I was pleased to receive it and give it to the world as follows: Lakeport, N. H. April 7, 1919. Dear Friend Caswell: Your papers sent me from week to week, containing letters from the old B., C. & M. men, have been read with much enthusiasm and greatly enjoyed, so now I will endeavor to do my bit by adding one more letter. I will begin by writing of the days back in the winter of 1873 and ’74 when I was driving two horses with 14 ; dump carts attached, building the road from Twin Mountain station to Fa¬ byans. Only a few are living now who took part in the grading, and laying of the rails to the Fabyan House. However, it was my good fortune to distribute the spikes, (in company with Harvey Dexter,) that laid the first rails to the Fabyans. Dexter in after years was killed in the Hoosac Tunnel. The road was completed on the 19th of .Tune 1874, if I remember correctly. On the day of completing the laying of the rails, Mr. Fabyan, then an old man, came out to greet us with several pails of ice cold lemonade which disappeared very rapidly, it being an extremely hot day. On a trip with my auto through the mountains a year ago, I stopped at the Fabyan House, and my thoughts ran hack to the time when the rails were first laid there, great changes having taken place meanwhile. Right here I wish to say that the old engine, Peter Clark, was the first engine that ever poked her nose into the Fabyans. Frank Clifford was the engineer, and Dan Dolloff, the fireman. This engine was used to push two or three flat cars every day, loaded with ties, rails, spikes and other material used in building the road. Trains began running regularly to Fabyans about July 1, 1874. Mr. Edward Plaisted was the man who had charge of laying the rails, and grading the road. He left the road in the fall of 1874, and went to Columbus, Ohio, where he died a few years ago. Possibly M. E. Cummings will remember Mr. Plaisted, as at that time, his family lived in the tenement of the depot at Woodsville. The trainmen on the Wing Road branch that summer were Hi Moulton, conductor, and also had charge of the branch. Ira Wallace was his bag¬ gage master, and soon afterwards went to California to live. John Boynton was engineer, with Fred Whiting, fire¬ man. The engine was McDuffy. One part of the White Mountain express ran to Fabyans, the other through to Lancaster, with George V. Moulton, conductor, who is living at the present FRED C. SANBORN. time in Laconia, directly across Lake Opechee from my home Harrison Sargent ran a parlor car between Fabyans and Boston, and was conductor of the White Mountain ex¬ press on the Wing Road Branch. Mr. Woodman, familiarly known as ‘Grey Eagle,” ran opposite him with L. K. Ford, and G. E. Cummings, brakemen (by hand) from Fabyans to Boston, air brakes not being in use at that time So^e job for brake man-— as compared with today! The engine that took the express up and down the branch was the “Lady,” with Frank Burleigh, engineer, and 146 who is still running an engine between Concord and Woodsville. George N. Piper was fireman. An old man by the name of Wescott used to saw wood by hand for the use of these two engines, MeDuffy and Lady, at Wing Road. David Furgesou was conductor on the mail train be¬ tween Lancaster and PI mouth, every day. J. C. Badger was baggage master on the mail train with him. I re¬ member at that time the White Moun¬ tain express and the Mont, xl express were run a one train to Ihe White Mountains. The late E. F. Mann was conductor of the Montreal express which consisted of a combination car and coach -which went to Woodsville, and the White Mountain express ran through the Y. In those days, Mr. Dodge and Mr. Lyon were often seen at the Fabyans, as the road was new and many things necessary to he done for the improve¬ ment of the service. The “Grand Old Man” John Varnev of Tilton, use to collect toll at the toll gate on the turnpike from Fabyans to the base of Mt. Washington. Some of the hoys have liad much to say about the engine Marshfield being renamed “Granite State.” I remember when the White Mt. Express was put on, the Mars field came up with it to Twin Mt. Str./on, that being as far as they could go at that time, Bobby Randall, engineer, and Jed Bean, fire¬ man. Bean was sick, and I made one trip to Wing Road and return for him. Bobby told me the Marshfield was too large for the branch, that it would surely be off the track around some of f he curves: He said he should tell Ralph Adams the Lady ought to run up the Branch. In a day or two The Lady appeared on the Branch. Perhaps I said too much about the Branch, but as that wms my first ex¬ perience in the railroad game, thought a little history about one of the con¬ necting links to Mt. Washington, might be of interest to the readers. Later years found me a freight con¬ ductor on the old B. C. & M., and af¬ terwards a passenger conductor. When the lease of the C. & M. to the B. & M., on June 29, 1895, my crew, which consisted of Bobby Ran¬ dall and fireman, Irvin Way, baggage master, and myself, conductor, were transferred to the Northern Division, then to the Western, and at the pres¬ ent time I am with the Portland Di¬ vision. Have been running from Laconia to Dover for 23 years. When I first went to the Northern Division, I felt like a S( hool boy driven from home. I went among railroad men I had never known, hut found them to be of the same good quality as those I had left behind on the old B. C. & M. Mr. Randall and I ran together be¬ tween Laconia, Alton Bay and Dover 19 years (a long time for an engineer and conductor to run together.) Mr. Randall was the first engineer with whom I made a trip as freight con¬ ductor. His last trip before he re¬ tired on a pension was made with me. rl range coincidence. The poor fel'ow lived only a short time to enjoy his pension. Upon his retirement, the crew that lie had run with presented him a fine goldheaded cane. The olfl man was greatly affected upon receiving it. Time has brought about many changes on the old B. C. & M. Many of my dear friends, as Stonewall Jack- son said “have passed over the River and are resting under the shade of the trees, waiting for the rest of us to come over.” It will not be long, for those that were the young men 35 or 40 years ago are getting to be the old men of today. Very respectfully yours, F. C. Sanborn. 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