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THE STORY OF NOAH'S ARK, Illustrated in color.
THE STORY OF POCAHONTAS AND CAPTAIN JOHN SMITH. Illus-
trated in color,
THE RAILROAD BOOK! Illustrated in color.
THE SEASHORE BOOK. Illustrated in color,
THE FARM BOOK. Illustrated in color.
Books specially illustrated in color by E. Boyd Smith
IVANHOE. By Sir Walter Scott.
TWO YEARS BEFORE THE MAST. By Richard Henry Dana, Jr.
ROBINSON CRUSOE. By Daniel Defoe.
HOUGHT ON MIFFLIN COMPANY
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When the first train ran over the new track, great was the children’s enthusi-
asm. They felt as though it was their own train. They made themselves a
good lookout on the back fence and climbed up on boxes they had arranged
in steps. And whenever the toot! toot! of the engine was heard afar off, they
dropped everything and ran to their lookout. They got to know the engines
by their whistles, and knew the freight train by its sound. They could always
tell you whether it was a passenger or freight train coming. Their admiration
for the brakeman was whole-hearted as they watched him wave his arms as
a signal to go ahead, back, etc., and occasionally flag another train to stop, to
give some instruction. He was the hero of the car-tops.
And now railroad became the popular game. Bob was the engine and puffed
and stamped, with chool choo! getting up steam, while Betty in the express
wagon was passenger and train. They did n’t forget the flags, and by this
time knew just what each was used for. They could tell you that the engine
with white flags on top was an extra, a special. And, of course, green flags were
always flying on the rear of trains. The red flag, as everybody knew, meant
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GETTING ACQUAINTED
THIS new interest, the railroad, outdid the farm and seashore in excitement.
The thundering rush of the express train was always rather alarming, though
fascinating. And the slow and deliberate freights, which often stopped on the
switch, to let some other train go by, were an endless source of interest. Coal
cars, cattle cars, cars loaded with everything imaginable, from trees to wagons
and carriages, and cars from many different railroads, – all mixed in the
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men lived, had their stove, and beds, and the lookout on top where they could
oversee the whole train.
Daring brakemen freely walked along the tops of the cars, their blouses blow-
ing in the wind. Ah! this was real romance. Bob knew what he was going to
be when he grew up. Betty, alas, could n’t fit into the scheme, though she
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ON THE FENCE
THIs year the railroad built a new spur of track which ran close behind the
fence of Bob and Betty’s garden, and the children were keenly interested in the
work as it advanced day by day. Gangs of swarthy Italian laborers in charge of
Irish bosses vigorously wielded shovel and pick, cutting through knolls and
levelling the grade. Then the wooden “sleepers” were laid and the steel tracks
spiked down upon them. The busy hand-car, going back and forth, excited
Bob and Betty’s admiration. Bob tried hard to make his express wagon into
one, but somehow it would n’t work. Of course, they asked many questions, and
were told all about the first railroad, away off in England, long ago, and how
from that start railroads sprang up everywhere, and now ran to pretty nearly
all the places in their geographies. How the trains brought to the people of
the cities food: wheat and meat from the great plains of the West, so far away;
till the subject of railroads became to Bob and Betty as interesting as a real
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Gradually the children were tempted to go out through their back gate, it
was so handy, though old Uncle Eben, the gardener, was nervous about it. They
got acquainted with the train crews, and watched the engineer oil his great
shiny monster of an engine, with that fascinating long-snouted oil-can. The
hissing clouds of steam were rather disconcerting at times, but Bob and Betty
soon learned to know where they came from, and could avoid those danger
spots.
They were curious to know what was in those two big domes on top of the
boiler. The engineer explained that they held sand, which was led by pipes
down in front of the big driving-wheels, to be used when needed on the slip-
pery rails. Finding them so interested, he showed them all around the engine
and explained the different parts. But I am not sure that Bob and Betty
understood it all. Bob, at any rate, while waiting for the next train, now had
to oil his engine as he had seen the engineer do. Of course, it was the same
express wagon, and the watering—can had to take the place of the engineer’s
oil-can. Still, that was the best he could do, and it gave the idea.

THE RIDE IN THE CAB
ONE day they had a real treat, one that few children ever know. The engineer
invited them for a short ride in the cab, just down to the water tank. It seemed
too much like a dream to be true. They climbed up the high steps, or rather
they were helped up, for the cab floor was as high as the top of a man’s head
from the ground. It was all rather grimy, coal dust was thick, and I don’t
believe Betty’s mother was pleased when she saw their clothes after this ride.
But then they only did it once. In the cab everything seemed to the children
a general confusion of boiler, pipes, valves, gauges, and brakes. The engineer,
with his hand on the throttle, let in the steam and started up. The fireman
shoveled coal into the yawning furnace door, and slowly they moved ahead.
The cab had little room for passengers, but Bob and Betty, perched on the
fireman’s seat, were fairly comfortable, though they had to hold on, for the cab
shook and rocked in a startling manner. Out through the windows they had












a splendid view of the tracks stretching away off ahead; forever, it seemed to
them. Down by the side of the track was the watering-tank, set up on high
stilts. Here the engines were given a drink, when thirsty. They ran up beside
it, stopped, the fireman swung the big water-pipe over the tender, and turned
on the water. He splashed the coal first to wash away the dust, which often
gets in the engineer’s eyes, and then filled their own tank, which is in the tender,
under the coal: from here it is led to the boiler as needed.
The engineer, after lifting Bob and Betty down, showed them just how this
water supply worked. He pointed out as well the scoop under the tender, for
sometimes the train Scoops up its water supply while running, as it passes over
a trough between the tracks.
It was all very interesting to the children, and they made up their minds to
keep a sharp lookout for a watering-trough, a “track tank,” as the railroad
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THE ROUND HOUSE
BoB and Betty, now more and more interested in railroads, besieged Uncle
Eben with questions which he found hard to answer, and he offered to take
them to the railroad yard where they could see more than he could tell them
about, They got permission from their parents, and he took them on the trolley
to the “round house.” This was the place where the engines were brought to-
gether, to be cleaned and looked over, and got ready for taking out their trains.
It was a most impressive sight, so many of these great monsters, iron horses,
puffing and snorting, the air above them filled with steam and smoke. They
looked like huge animals, living creatures. Busy men climbed over them and
wiped off grime and coal dust, putting them into a bright and shining shape
again, after their last trips. Others looked them over thoroughly to see that
nothing was broken or out of order. -
Uncle Eben met a friend here who explained to them all about the different
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To Bob and Betty these railroad people seemed like “land sailors,” a special
people who had a world of their own, different and distinct from anything else.
They lived in coal dust and talked a language not understood by others, and of
things which the rest of the world did n’t seem to know anything about. They
were quite fascinating.
From time to time an engine would be called for, its train was ready, it would
be shunted onto the “turn table,” whirled around to its track, and away it would
go. And so through the afternoon they went, one by one, off to their duty,
while others, weary from their work, came in to rest and be groomed. The busy
“switch” engine, different again from the others, plied back and forth, putting
trains together, the same trains which Bob and Betty often saw flashing through
the night on their way to some far-away town.
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THE WRECKING CAR
THERE had been a great rain storm, a tremendous cloud burst, and Bob and
Betty heard the neighbors talking about a “washout” on the railroad. They
easily induced Uncle Eben, now as interested as themselves, to take them to
see the train wreck, which happened to be not too far away. Here they saw that
the track had been washed away and had allowed the train to slide into the
river. Fortunately nobody had been much hurt, so the accident was interesting
without being tragic.
The “wrecking” train had been sent for at once, and came pulling up just
about the time Bob and Betty arrived. The wrecker soon got his car in position
to work. It was specially made for this purpose, and had “outriggers” which were
slid out and firmly wedged up to give it a good wide base. Then the great crane
was swung on the revolving body of the car, tackle was attached, strong wire
cables were carried out to the cars lying on their sides, and slowly and carefully
the powerful crane lifted them from the river, swinging them back to the track
which still remained in place.
All this was not done very quickly; it took a good deal of time, and great care,
but the big derrick easily handled the great, long cars. Bob and Betty admired
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it much as they would a mighty hero. After the work was done, they got a chance
to see it well. The wrecker good-naturedly explained to them how it worked,
though of course they could n’t understand it. But they could understand the
tool car, with its rows of axes, shovels, crowbars, etc., neatly hung along the in-
side, each tool in its place, and each brightly painted red and green, so he could
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When the rescued cars were run off, at once the repairing of the road-bed be-
gan. Trains of dump cars arrived, loaded with stone and earth. By an ingenious
contrivance the sides were raised, and the cars spilled out their loads; laborers
shoveled these where needed. And before the day was over the road-bed had
been re-made and new tracks laid, and the trains were again running as though
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AT THE FREIGHT HOUSE
THERE was always much of interest for the children at the new little
station, just a few blocks from their own home. Whenever they got a
chance they liked to go there with some one, to see the trains come rum-
bling in and stop with a Snort, see the passengers get off, or get on, and
hear the conductor shout “All aboard,” and see him wave his hand to
the engineer to go ahead. Then the “puff! puff!” of the engine, and the
train would start off again.
The station agent handling the express packages and baggage, too, was
interesting. He was always in a hurry, as the trains could n’t stop long,
running up to the baggage car in front. Here stray trunks, and many
express packages, were dumped out, and others taken on, while the busy
agent answered questions and tried to keep track of everything at once.
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rush, for a train had just come in and was unloading. The busy men, hurry-
ing as usual, were carrying the freight across the tracks into the freight house,
where the station agent was receiving it. -
And such a variety of things. To the children it seemed as though there was a
little of everything, from hens to big heavy pieces of machinery, which the men
rolled in with great effort. Here the bustle was fast and furious; these busy,
coal-grimed men tore back and forth, got their work done as quickly as pos-
sible, climbed aboard their train, and were off up the road for the next station.
So this was the way things came from far and near. Bob and Betty had never
thought of it before. They wondered how it was done when there were no rail-
roads.
Outside they saw their own coal dealer getting in his supply from some cars
on a side track, and they began to see what a very important thing the railroad
was. It could take you anywhere, and bring you anything from anywhere.
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IN THE DAY CAR
OcCASIONALLY Bob and Betty would go by train to the great city with their
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passengers getting on or off, the conductor slowly working his way through,
punching holes in their nice new tickets, politely answering many questions,
and explaining time-tables and connections; his knowledge seemed uncanny.
The newsboy cheerfully and noisily hawked the daily papers and latest maga-
zines, “just out.” Bob thought his must be a romantic life, always going back
and forth on these wonderful cars.
When the train rumbled over a bridge the view of the ships and docks below
was full of life and variety. Sometimes the draw would be up and the train had
to stop on the bridge while vessels were towed through by httle bustling, im-
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station yard with its myriad of tracks, and its many trains ceaselessly coming and
going. Great works of construction were always going on, for the railroad life never
seems to stand still, it is always changing, new tracks, new bridges, or new stations
always building. Here they even saw trains being run by electricity, the latest
form of power, doing away with Smoke and coal dust, a sort of glorified trolley
line. And trains and more trains, simply no end of trains.
In the city, down by the water front, to the children’s great surprise they
actually saw trains being carried across the bay in ferry boats, “car floats.”
Such a thing they had never heard of before. It seemed unbelievable, but there
it was before them. They were told that this method of taking trains across
the water was nearing its end, as now tunnels had been built deep down below
the sea through which the trains ran just as safely as out on the open roads.
This, of course, was more astonishing even than the ferry boats. But then the
whole subject of railroads was so wonderful itself that they felt that wonders
would never cease as far as it was concerned.

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WHEN it came near time to go home Bob and Betty’s mother took them
through the new central station. It was a huge building, as imposing as a cathe-
dral, with its great main hall, and large waiting-rooms. Everything was arranged
for the convenience and comfort of the many passengers who steadily streamed
through it, coming and going from trains. Book stands, and restaurants, etc.,
were right at hand.
Conveniently placed was the “information” bureau, where men capable of
answering any imaginable question, patiently did so through the day; to
the knowing they were really as remarkable as the rest of the building. Betty
bought the tickets, with her mother's help, from the ticket agent behind
his netting, another gifted man who could sell you a ticket to any place you
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who was to go home with them after his day's work. This was not an ideal place
to wait, as bustling crowds hurried back and forth.
Trains came in, passengers flocked out, everybody in a hurry; while other
crowds hurried as fast in the opposite direction, to get aboard trains going out.
Bob and Betty were bewildered by the sight of so many people all going their
different ways, and each knowing where to go to, for it seemed to them to be only
a great confusion.
They had to make room for streams of baggage trucks, great trucks loaded
high with the trunks and bags of Outgoing passengers; and express packages
without number. They watched them all being stowed away into the baggage
car. There seemed to be more than the car could hold, but still more were always
coming, and room was found for them.
Now, as it grew dark, the lights shone out. Long lines of bright train windows
running off in a diminishing perspective, continued outside the station by other
lines, other trains either coming or going.
It was all very bewildering, though fascinating, and the children were glad
when their father appeared and they were safe on board their own train on their
way home.

THE DINING CAR
THIS year the children’s father had to go on a long journey across the country,
on account of his business, and he decided to take the whole family with him.
Bob and Betty were delighted; this would indeed be an ideal vacation, to travel
so many days in the train, and see so many strange places. -
Preparations were made, the house closed, and off they started on the day set.
Out from the great depot they sped, stopping at Small stations along the way
to take on more passengers going in their direction. Sometimes they would stop
at large cities for a day or so. And then off on another train and away they
would go, crossing state after state. -
From the car windows what they saw was all very novel. And the country and
the farming along the line was always changing. At times they ran through
great wheat belts, where, in every direction, as far as they could see, the wheat
was growing. And here the work seemed to be carried on in a wholesale way.
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The reaping was done by great machines drawn by sometimes as many as thirty
horses. It was all so very different from the way they had seen it at their uncle's
farm, where it was cut by men with scythes. Bob and Betty could see all this
while taking their meals on the train, for the dining car was just like a restau-
rant, a fascinating car, where they had their table, and everything served just as
comfortably as though they were in town.
Daily, through the trip, they were allowed to go into the baggage car, to see
“Sport,” their little dog companion, for he too was of the party, though he had to
travel in a box. He did n’t like it at all, and always welcomed them affectionately.
This baggage car was a delight to Bob and Betty. Here were all sorts of things,
express packages, from baby carriages to milk cans. And, of course, the passen-
gers' baggage. And Bob and Betty even saw their own trunks. They had always
marveled at finding them in the stations wherever they stopped for a day. This
wonderful baggage man seemed to know all about everybody’s trunk, and just
where to put it off to meet them. He also became a sort of hero in their eyes, for
of course they could n’t understand how he did it.

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Now I suppose you wonder where Bob and Betty slept when night came
on. In their seats? Not at all, for instead they had very comfortable beds.
The car they rode in during the daytime was in a way something like those
bureaus which let down at night and become beds. But this car “let itself
down” into many beds. .
When it came time for sleep the colored porters would skillfully dispose
the lower seats into couches, then let down other beds above, folded out of
sight in the daytime. Quickly and deftly they would make these up, hang
heavy curtains before them, and make a series of little sleeping-rooms, each
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Bob and Betty enjoyed this most ingenious transformation. It was, to
them, like something from the “Arabian Nights,” and they watched for it
every night with fresh enthusiasm. They of course had the upper berths.
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trying to sleep, — Bob and Betty never had to try; they slept without
trouble, – the porter would darken the car, and all would be quiet.
In the morning the beds were neatly folded up out of the way, and the
car became an everyday car again.
Bob and Betty became quite well acquainted with the conductor, and
to entertain them, he showed them the sights, such as the baggage car
and the mail car, for on this train there was a car which was really a sort
of traveling post office. Mail bags were thrown on board, the letters
were distributed in different bags, and thrown off at the different sta-
tions they should go to, all ready for delivery.
Bob and Betty, of course, had seen many letters come to their house,
but they had never known anything about this.
At certain stations where the train did n’t stop the mail bags were
hung up near the track and, as the train rushed by, a metal arm reached
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OVER THE PRAIRIES
IT takes a long time to cross this great country, even by fast trains, and by the
time Bob and Betty had reached the broad prairies of the West they felt quite at
home living in railroad cars.
Away out here were vast stretches which they crossed, white-tipped mountains
in the distance. Occasionally they stopped at some small “water tank” station,
where, while a stray passenger got on or off, the engine took in water, filling its
tender tank again. These stations were often very picturesque in their surround-
ings, reminding the children of Buffalo Bill’s “Wild West” show. In fact it was
through this country that Buffalo Bill, when a young man, passed much of his
life. Here he hunted the buffalo, which, at that time, roamed the plains in im-
mense herds. Now all that is changed, the buffalo are all gone, and Buffalo Bill
is a showman.
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selling pottery or beads, and a stray easy-going Mexican, with his big picturesque
hat. And the cowboys, real live cowboys. How the children did admire them!
The cowboy is passing away, like the buffalo, but the occasional ones who are
still left enjoy riding up to the train and doing stunts, in an accidental sort of
way. Bob and Betty’s admiration of them was all they could wish.
The children were told all about the opening up of this part of the country,
and how the Indians of that not very distant day didn’t sell pottery and beads,
but were a most dangerous menace to every one who tried to come out there,
often attacking the settlers, or pioneers traveling with their prairie schooners,
their big, tent-covered wagons. It took many years of hard work to change all
this, so that trains could run across the plains, and bring with them civilization.
For the railroad, they were told, was one of the greatest helps in developing civ-
ilization, opening up, as it did, new parts of the country, and making it possible
for people to come out and live there.

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BY and by they came to the great mountains, so high that nothing grew on their
tops, and where sometimes the Snow never melted. Around among these mountains
the train wound, at times along the bottom of some deep canyon whose sides rose
a thousand feet above them. The scenery was grandly beautiful, too magnificent
for words. It overawed the children, and many of the grown people as well.
Through these gorges the train crawled, at times crossing some rushing moun-
tain stream, or what, at a distance, seemed but a spider web bridge, steadily climb-
ing upward. For as there was no way of getting around these mountains they
had to climb over them.
Two engines were attached to the train, and, slowly puffing and tugging,
they climbed, zigzagging around and about, always getting higher and higher,
till at last Bob and Betty could see shining far below them the tracks over which
they had passed. Once in a while they went through a tunnel cut out of the solid
rock, at other times they skirted near high precipices, which made one dizzy to



look over. Up here they might see a lone “pocket hunter,” with his “burro,” a
“prospector,” still hunting for undiscovered gold mines. Up, up, till at last they
reached the very top, and then, slowly and cautiously, coasted down the other
slope, the engines, with brakes set, holding back. It was a wonderful experience,
never to be forgotten. -
At last came the day when they reached the end of their journey. They had
crossed the United States. Here, as usual, they found their trunks and “Sport”
waiting for them. And now they settled down for a good long rest.
It was out here that they saw that famous Santa Fé engine, the most mighty
monster and the most powerful locomotive in the world. It was pointed out to
them to show the development from the little “Rocket” of long ago.
Here Bob and Betty spent their vacation, enjoying all the strange sights of
this country so different from their own. With “Sport,” they passed many happy
hours looking out away off over the wide Pacific, storing up new impres-
sions to tell their friends about when they got back home again to the
Atlantic side.

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