Brotherhood of Locomotive Engineer's Monthly Journal, Volume 39

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order of the Grand International Division, 1905

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Table des matières

Deering Southwestern Ry 2 illus
57
23
58
215
60
Denver Northwestern Pacific R
74
Russian Autocracy
89
109
90
911
92
B of L E Hunting Club 5 illustra
97
Old Gorgon Grahams Good Advice
104
Birmingham Meeting 2 illustns 750751
127
Pen Mightier Than the Sword The
141
Feminine Wisdom
145
B of R T Picnic Train M K
162
Bucking Snow in Nebraska
195
Ceylon Mode of Transportation
225
Advertising in our JOURNAL
228
Collapsed Flues Might Cause Explosion
257
Only Wreck Safeguard
271
Holy City The 5 illustrations 273276
273
Choctaw Oklahoma Gulf Round
285
Home of Bro Maynard
289
Politicians to Make Through Rates
296
A Insurance 58 150 241 321
321
Common School vs College Education
334
Strike on the New York Interborough
343
November
360
627
361
of A El Oro R R
379
Agitation for a Union Prior to 1863
393
Progressive Condition of Div 620
397
Pronounced ColorBlind
404
Railroading in High Altitudes
410
47
439
Texas State Legislative Board B
447
O G Ry 4 illustrations 656657
450
Stop Leaky Pistons
451
141
453
Out of Sympathy With the
479
Troubles and Triumphs of Travel
480
Americas Past and Present
491
Owed Something Himself
493
ConstantinopleHowling Dervish 100
496
Representation at Our Conventions
499
Parry and Parryism
528
Economy CarHeating Automatic Valve
529
525
545
Pleasant Meal Times
548
Portland Fair
562
Illinois Central Engine No 1017
563
Queer Epitaph
568
Representation by Jurisdiction
585
Shorter Hours for Switch Engineers
592
Improved Oil Cup
638
Railroad Men Stir Detroit
647
471
648

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Page 234 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 8 - Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you ? Speak out before you die. His face is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up his eyes : tie up his chin : Step from the corpse, and let him in That standeth there alone, And waiteth at the door. There's a new foot on the floor, my friend, And a new face at the door, my friend, A new face at the door.
Page 41 - For life is the mirror of king and slave, 'Tis just what we are and do; Then give to the world the best you have And the best will come back to you.
Page 565 - BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the...
Page 84 - He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.
Page 382 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
Page 77 - Act to recover damages for personal injuries to an employee, or where such injuries have resulted in his death, the fact that the employee may have been guilty of contributory negligence shall not bar a recovery, but the damages shall be diminished by the jury in proportion to the amount of negligence attributable to such employee...
Page 564 - ... Tis well to be merry and wise, 'Tis well to be honest and true; 'Tis well to be off with the old love, Before you are on with the new.
Page 77 - ... in the District of Columbia, or in any Territory of the United States...
Page 142 - For whatever men say in their blindness, And spite of the fancies of youth, There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth. We get back our mete as we measure — We cannot do wrong and feel right, Nor can we give pain and gain pleasure, For justice avenges each slight. The air for the wing of the sparrow, The bush for the robin and wren, But always the path that is narrow And straight, for the children of men.

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