. Railway and locomotive engineering : a practical journal of railway motive power and rolling stock . ow I became an engineer Ibelieve the right answer would be thai thegradual evolution of an inborn love forthings mechanical was responsible. Somecf my earliest recollootions arc of occa- blackboard during the noon hour andseveral of the older boys often drew pic-lures of the locomotive. While I was to attempt to criticise their efforts,till the pictures did not look right to me,;:s they invariably made a full side viewand drew the wheels as ellipses as in aperspective view. I remem
. Railway and locomotive engineering : a practical journal of railway motive power and rolling stock . ow I became an engineer Ibelieve the right answer would be thai thegradual evolution of an inborn love forthings mechanical was responsible. Somecf my earliest recollootions arc of occa- blackboard during the noon hour andseveral of the older boys often drew pic-lures of the locomotive. While I was to attempt to criticise their efforts,till the pictures did not look right to me,;:s they invariably made a full side viewand drew the wheels as ellipses as in aperspective view. I remember on one occasion one of tlie1 oys had taken particular pains and liadirdduccd what was pronounced the bestengine ever, until someone called atten-tion to the fact that there was a wheellacking. .Xfter a number of trials andI lulless discussion no place was foundli put the missing wheel, which some-V, liat changed the good opinions The artist in a last attemptto make things right, finally drew an el-lipse in a slanting position at the frontof his incomplete machine, hut some ob. .s\ .\mj .\.\i. luwKK .\r :. i\. sional glimpses of different forms of inc-rhanisin and especially of that mosthuman of machines, the locomotive. Born in Iowa, my mother moved toOhio after the of my father whichoccurred when I was less thar a yearold. When 1 was five years of age wevisited our former home, and my onlyremembrance of that trip is of a sleighride along the crest of a high hill and ^fmy endeavoring to keep in sight a loiij;train of yellow coaches far off in tin-valley. At the little ungraded schcKil which Ifirst attenilcd, the teacher snmeliines gavethe pupils p<-rmis»ion to draw upon the servant critic said that was where thecow-catcher belonged, when with onedisgusted stroke of the eraser furthercriticism was silenced. In my little uld Rcography was a woodcut of a Railroad Train Starling, whichrepresented a locomotive with enormouswoni
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