It is a fact—and no fault of aviation—that many a little boy of 1928 wants, some day. to be an engineer (the pilot of a steam locomotive). Still great is the appeal of the whistle in the night, the glare of the boiler fire, the singing rails.

All the glamor of railroading is summed up in two words—Casey Jones. Mention these words to any engineer, fireman or roundhouse worker, and he will immediately be your friend. If he doesn't start singing, he will tell you a pack of grand stories.

There was once an...

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