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we were in bed early. Jimmie and all.

En route to Erie. Pa.
Friday, May 26, '39.
This morning during breakfast at the Eagle Hotel a whole unit of motorized troops went by including a lot of baby tanks that rattled by at 40-50 MPH! It gave me an unpleasant thrill of what war might be like with such stuff on the go. 

We started off in Neil's Plymouth for Lincoln about 9 AM and after a very beautiful ride through more and more mountainous country, we arrived at Lincoln at 11:30 AM. We contacted Mr. Walsh Supt of the Mill at Parker-Young and he was very pleasant but referred us to Mr. Adams who had change of the railroad and the logging operations. We looked up Mr. Adams and were confronted with a heavy jowled, yellow, nervous looking little man who might have been 35 or 55 - at any rate he appeared to be a nervous wreck. and somewhat impressed with his own importance. He disposed of us in about 5 minutes - they couldn't possibly buy any diesel electrics we would be wasting our time to make a study - maybe someday when the god damned conditions improved - but now - no - we hadn't even a "thread" to hang our hopes on. So we left somewhat amazed, amused  and dumb-founded and decided this place needed considerably more "ground work" of a semi-political nature before we could get anywhere.