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after a long, a bit tiresome ride - behind old #1140 from Concord to Woodsville, reminding me of sweltering days in St. Louis with Jim Chambers in 1935 when we tested 1140 and in the first road tests on the Burlington, and drank summer drinks at night at the Jefferson.

As "JW" and Dave Reid were dining in 777 when we arrived at Woodsville, we repaired to the Woodsville Café for supper and Roy related many world war experiences. Sample: A German plane, shot through the engine, made a forced landing in a field beside Roy's column marching up to the front. A lot of men ran over to the plane as the German pilot crawled out. I asked Roy how the pilot acted - if he came out yelling "Kamerad" and with hands up. "Naw", said Roy, "he just came out naturally and with a sheepish grin on his face." Roy said when the Germans surrendered, they didn't yell "Kamerad" - they just talked about swapping their rum for American cigarettes.

After supper, we walked down to the Hole where Tarzan Jr. was now hard at work, and we found J.W. Smith, Dave Reid and F.S. Rourke standing there in the usual Woodsville snowstorm and the floodlights, watching him do his stuff. They said they had 680 tons to take up the hill and it would take Tarzan, Jr. three cuts to do it at 250 tons per cut limit. I said to try it in two cuts at 340 tons each, and they did and we got away with it beautifully. Rourke, a great kidder, suggested we make two cuts of it, 600 tons on the first and 80 on the second!

We all hopped off at the depot and "J.W." suggested we sit down somewhere and go over things - so, having some liquor up in the hotel as well as our data, we took