A wheezy engine pump, a clock out of gear, a pair of worn-out shoes--he had a remedy for all. Painstaking, conscientious, thorough--the work of the boy shadowed forth the success of the man. If I had space I could tell you how, after he ceased to be a boy, he became a splendid man. That divine capacity--the creative faculty for making something out of nothing--that had been struggling long within him came to the surface, and he burst on the world as an Inventor. The boon he gave to men--the thing with which his name will ever be linked in history--is the Locomotive Steam Engine. What battles he fought for it when the country rose in arms and said they would rather hold by the old post-horses and coaches that had been good enough for their fathers! They were hard to convince. They declared if railways and trains came the country would be ruined. The engines would vomit forth smoke. No bird could live in the poisoned air. Game all over the country would be spoiled. The sparks that came from the engine would set fire to the houses near which they passed. Hens would stop laying! Cattle would cease to graze! The man who said he would send engines flying through the air at the rate of twenty miles an hour was a fool and a maniac! Then Stephenson showed the same patience--for the world was long of being convinced--as he had done on those long night-shifts, sitting lonely by the engine fire and working out his sums, or as years later, when prospects were very dark and money scarce, he wept bitter tears, "for he knew not where his lot in life would be cast." But though only a self-taught mechanic, Stephenson stuck to his guns in the face of the most skilled engineers in the land. For two long months the thing hung in the balance. It came before the great House of Commons. George himself was put into the witness-box. Single-handed, undaunted, he faced a world that was all against him. And then he had to bear the great trial of his life. The Bill was thrown out of Parliament. But still he did not despair. He looked into the future, and he saw himself conqueror. The Bill was again brought forward and eventually passed. I could tell you then of his long course of triumphs. How his engine, "The Rocket," won a £500 prize. How really the first seed of the Railway System of the world was sown then. How then he got leave to make a railway between Stockton and Darlington, and in time one between Manchester and Liverpool. How when, in 1830, the line was finished, people flocked in hundreds and thousands to see "a steam coach running upon a railway at three times the speed of a mail-coach."