Trips in the Life of a Locomotive Engineer

On a railroad, as everywhere else, one meets with decidedly "rich" characters--those whose every act is mirth-provoking, and who, as the Irishman said, "can't open their mouths...

Everybody knows mean men. Everybody knows people that they think are capable of any mean act, who would, did opportunity present itself, steal, lie, cheat, swear falsely, or do...

Thus they died, and thus all that knew them still mourn them. But the noise of the accident had scarcely ceased echoing amidst the adjoining hills, ere the owner of the horse wa...

It is easy to account for explosions of boilers on the hypothesis of too great pressure; but it is hardly ever very easy--frequently utterly impossible--to account for the cause...

One morning, in the year 185-, I was running the Morning Express, or the Shanghæ run, as it was called, on the H. road in New York state. The morning was foggy, damp and uncomfo...

The fireman, the engineer's _left_-hand man, his trump card, without whom it would be difficult for him to get over the road, is seen but little, and thought but little of. He i...

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1860. By Follett, Foster & Co., In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of Ohio