The trail of the swinging lanterns : $b a racy, railroading review of transportation matters, methods and men — John Shaqi
The trail of the swinging lanterns : $b a racy, railroading review of transportation matters, methods and menCopeland, John Morison
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The trail of the swinging lanterns : $b a racy, railroading review of transportation matters, methods and men
Copeland, John Morison
Railroads -- Canada
Presently the good blood of Ontario, and some bad stuff, was rolling
westward at the rate of two and three regularly arranged for trains
of nine to thirteen loaded cars each week. The personal effects and
stock of the settler went along too, the owner ensconced occasionally
in a tourist sleeper jolting along at the end of the string, and eager
railway companies took turns in hauling the prize. Excitement ran
high. The wires were kept hot about special or inadequate equipment,
conflicting rates and alleged unconstitutional moves of opposing forces.
It was no uncommon occurrence to convene a meeting in hotel parlor or
little red schoolhouse and there agents present would, in turn, give
the agriculturist samples of terseness or spell-binding eloquence.
Imagine the persuasiveness that was pitted against the farmer’s
cautiousness or distrust. Recall, ye of good memory, if you can, the
epigrams, arguments and bon mots which rolled off the ready tongues of
a dozen or more jovial pilgrims from o’er the border; for instance,
M. McNally, representing “St. P.M. & M.R.” a fowl fiend who could eat
poultry five times a day, Charlie O’Connor with the “Northwestern,”
Con. Sheehy, that urbane, silk tiled gentleman sent over by the
“Wabash,” A. C. Stonegrave with eagle eye for “Central Vermont” end of
it, rough and ready Harry Badgeley of “Great Western,” Bill Askin or
handsome Billy McLean of the Beatty Line. They talked corn until their
tones grew husky and they were as fine a coterie of unconventional
free lances as ever probed the intricacies of a railroad timetable.
To this day the boys tell of the adaptability of Harry Badgeley of
the “C.G.W.R.,” how he studied pigology, hob-nobbing for three days
with a colony of ruralists whom he landed high and dry by this artful
manoeuvre in spite of keen competition. That was the halcyon era, the
palmy days of Ed. Sullivan, Ed. Riley, Ed. Clancy and Ned Hanlan.
Frank E. Harrison, who is now agent of C.P.R., at Whitby, Ont., will
remember all this as he was about this time Canadian Agent first for
the C.B. & Q.R., and afterwards the C.St.P. & K.C.R.
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