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New York, N.Y.
Thursday, Sept. 15, 1938.
Ran off our 20 Pullman test today, New Haven to Penna. Station and return and while things warmed up considerably and we are approaching the limit, everything went off well and impressively. Because our 20 car train had things pretty well blocked up in Penna. Sta., we had to make a quick turn around and were on our way in about 35 minutes again, giving little time to cool off. Burnham happened in on the test, being in Larchmont on personal business, and pulled a rare one by calling L.T. Carter and asking him if he thought we would stop the 20 car train at Larchmont so he could get on! "L.T." told him he better go to New Haven where Jim said he'd meet him. Every stop we made with that train meant [[underlined]] plenty [[/underlined]] in heating. Burnham asked also if we were going to make [[underlined]] every [[/underlined]] stop with this train! I read amperes and notches, standing on a wooden box beside Charlie Hess, and reading every time he changed the controller and otherwise every minute and stood up for about 4 hours straight so I was rather fagged when we got through. Bob Walsh and Jim Smith took thermometer readings, Bob reading and Jim writing. Bob wouldn't go into the blower intake chamber so Jim had to do that himself. Once while Bob was sitting in the fireman's seat, which he occupied most of the time when the boiler end was leading and the gang was in with the meters in No. 1 end, Jim whispered to me, "Well, we'll take another reading when Bob wakes up. He ought to be a country gentleman, in fact. I guess ^[[insertion]] he thinks [[/insertion]] he is and he doesn't know ^[[insertion]] he [[/insertion]] isn't." Bob did seem to take a little more interest in things today, but all in all, he is indolent as hell, always 

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