The Railroad Man.
- Three cheers I say for the railroad
- The man whose nerves of steel
Brave death as only a hero's
- With every turn of the wheel.
The hazard of the rail is rife
With greater risk than war;
The Mauser takes one noble life,
The grinding wheels a score.
The service, better year by year,
Is pushed with keenest vim;
Yet new conveniences come clear
In railroad life and limb.
Excessive hours have grown in
- Till Nature fairly reels;
While flesh and blood exhaust their
- And then the deadly wheels.
Responsibility and risk
Confront him all the while.
What wonder he is brief and brisk,
In honest soldier style ?
His heart how fearless, warm,
- His handshake how intense.
And What a head, so cool and
- In sudden exigence.
His faith and trust in man beget
A faith in God as well,
What railroad man was ever yet
At heart an infidel ?
No better friend on earth than he,
No more unflinching foe;
With honest need how kind and free,
How harsh with sham and show.
Then cheer the heroes of the rail,
Befriend them if in need;
The Knighthood of the grimy mail,
The Chivalry of speed.
__Harry Edward Mills.
Harry Edward Mills
(Fort Scott: Sunflower Press. 1901)
May 25, 2003 /
John & Susan Howell /
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