Word: railroads
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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What sent Dr. Patrick hurrying out of his house, into his flivver and into the night, was a telegram asking him to meet a train at the railroad station. Not many trains stop at Marceline, Mo., least of all the ponderous flier that groaned to a halt this night, dropping off brakemen with lanterns and a worried conductor...
Thus James McGrath, railroad worker, occupant of rooms in a house on the upper end of Manhattan, Island. Experts in the restoration of paintings ruefully agreed that "those birds have flown away for good." Ruefully, because the house where James McGrath lived used to be known as "Minniesland" and the land around it as Audubon Park. In "Minniesland" lived John James Audubon (1780-1851), famed wanderer of the trackless American wilderness, hirsute ornithologist and painter extraordinary of wild life. Beyond a doubt the palimpsest laid bare by Mr. McGrath on his kitchen walls was the work, casual or studied...
Last week, Mr. Bellanca announced that he had contracted to build five triple-motored planes for passenger service between New York and Chicago. The trip will be made in seven and a half hours. The fare (one way) will be in the neighborhood of $60-50% greater than railroad fare. Each plane will carry twelve passengers, a pilot-navigator and a steward who will serve meals, operate the radio and be emergency pilot. The cost of each plane, equipped with three Wright Whirlwind motors, will be $28,500. The company will be financed by A. R. Martine of the Bankers...
Said Mr. Martine: "The pilots will do simple straight flying [averaging 100 miles per hour] with no stunts and no races against time. . . . There is no comparison between the comfort of traveling by airplane and traveling by railroad. Our passengers will sit in comfortable chairs. They can get up and walk around. From their seats they can survey the country rolling past beneath them...
...Orange, N. J., one Louis Pruden, venerable bee farmer of Whippany, N. J., stood in the middle of the railroad track facing a speeding Lackawanna train. "The Lord commands you to stop!" cried he loudly...