Word: brakemen
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...ducked perhaps the hottest issue involved in the railroads' financial difficulties: union featherbedding. After reporting that conductors, brakemen, engineers, firemen, et al. in 1958 worked on the average only 57% of the hours for which they were paid, against 64% in 1947, the commission lamely concluded that "railroad work-rules and certain full-crew laws may unjustifiably involve uneconomic use of labor," said that a further "comprehensive review of labor-management relations is required...
Spare the Rod. Historian Davis has unearthed some strange phrenological lore. There was, for instance, the man who picked horses by studying the shape of their skulls. Horace Greeley suggested that in the interests of safe train travel, brakemen should have the right-shaped head. There was even phrenological housing: Orson Fowler had built a mansion in the shape of an octagon, which started quite a fashion for octagonal houses...
...bobsled team had everything worked out to a businesslike routine. At the starting bell, the driver had settled into place. The three other bobbers worked their sled back and forth along the ice to settle its runners into a groove. "Ein, swei, drei," they counted. Then the tail-end brakemen gave a great heave and grunted, "Auf geht's!" Pushing like mad, the bobbers galloped down the slick chute of the St. Moritz Bob-Bahn shouting, "Hoch, hoch, hoch!" Just before their sled hit the first curve they tumbled into their seats-off and running in the World Four...
...board, created under the National Railway Labor Act, has 28 days to make recommendations in a wage dispute involving railroads and the Order of Railway Conductors and Brakemen...
...Tower, 15 car lengths from the entrance to the station, in little more time than it takes to say the Lord's Prayer. Conductor, flagman and brakemen went through the head cars, coolly instructing passengers to lie down or brace themselves in their seats. Still whistling wildly, the train jolted into a switch with its coaches careering behind it, raced down its appointed track and into the terminal like some vast, noisy and hellish projectile. Engineer Brower was seen gesticulating from the cab like a madman as he went by. At that moment, it seemed that nothing could prevent...