. Baltimore and Ohio employees magazine . l the toil of the road will be we get to the end of the truly, Uncle Joe. John r. Selby John T. Selby, one of our recently retiredemployes, was born on November 2, 1853,in Montgomery County, Md. He enteredthe service of the Railroad at Bellaire, Ohio,July 15, 1885, as blacksmith. He was trans-ferred to Newark on September i, he served the Company faithfully untilhis retirement on January 9, this year. Charles H. Rogers Charles H. Rogers, pensioned tinner, wasbom in Newark, Ohio, on July 7, 1855. Hewent to work with the Rai
. Baltimore and Ohio employees magazine . l the toil of the road will be we get to the end of the truly, Uncle Joe. John r. Selby John T. Selby, one of our recently retiredemployes, was born on November 2, 1853,in Montgomery County, Md. He enteredthe service of the Railroad at Bellaire, Ohio,July 15, 1885, as blacksmith. He was trans-ferred to Newark on September i, he served the Company faithfully untilhis retirement on January 9, this year. Charles H. Rogers Charles H. Rogers, pensioned tinner, wasbom in Newark, Ohio, on July 7, 1855. Hewent to work with the Railroad on Decem-ber 20, 1886, as tinner. Motive Power De-partment, Newark. In 1889 he was madeforeman tinner in the passenger car shop atNewark, and in 1895 was transferred toZanesville in the same capacity. At thetime of the big flood in 1913, he was trans-ferred to the Maintenance of Way Depart-ment, Zanesville, and later in the same yearwas sent back to Newark as tinner. Mainte-nance of Way Department. He was pen-{Continued on page 46). OUR PENSIONERSLeft to right, upper row: John T. Selby, Hiram W. Derby, John W. Snarr, George W. Callaway. John B, Woolson and his little grandson Lower row: Charles H. Rogers, Joseph E. Ruby, 40 Baltimore and Ohio Magazine, May, IQ2I I* jl Womens Department /1 Edited A by Margaret Talbott Stevens |/ The Wheat Fields of May ■ Chuff-a-chuff, rumble, C huf-a-chtiff, grumble, Swings the long train round the hillsides of Spring, Bui far above roar and high above rumble. As far as the eye of a creature can see. High on the hills, nodding gaily and free. Peeping at you and smiling at me. The waving young plants now their promises bring. Chuff-a-chuf, swinging. Chuff-a-chujff, singing. And the green fields of wheat, their rich harvests foretell. Of long days in Summer with dewdrops a-clinging. Of the crackle of footsteps when brown stubbles yield. Of barns overflowing with the wealth of the field. Of workers who sing to the sharp sickles wield, And
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