File:Riding the Guy by Charles A. Hoyt pg 1079.jpg

Identifier: stnicholasserial4821dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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asit disappeared in thebrush. A few minutes later,the geared ■ locomotivethat was pushing emptycars up the steep moun-tain railroad, slowed upfor Fred to climb on aflat-car and then churnedits way on up the grade. Their way led throughsome of the finest scenery in New England. The road twisted and turnedalong the side of a mighty hog-back of solid gran-ite, ever climbing toward the quarry on its top,fifteen hundred feet above the village at its foot. After a half-hours climb they arrived at thequarries, with their towering derricks strung alongthe face of the great hump of granite over half amile long. The stone-crusher stood at one end,at the bottom of a long incline that brought spalls, or broken stone, from the quarry. A der-rick, the mast of which was over a hundred feethigh, stood where it could pass the crushed rockfrom the crusher directly to the cars. What s up, Hod? asked Fred, hopping offhis flat-car as the train slowly steamed past.How many troubles have you got, anyway?
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HE SPED DOWN THE SAGGING ROPE WITH BREATHLESS SPEED (SEE NEXT PAGE) Fifty-seven varieties, all bad, said Hod,gazing skyward at the top of the towering mast-See how she leans toward the crusher when wegot a load on? Sure, said Fred, squinting. Why dont youplumb it up? Well, I 11 tell you, said Hod, pointing. Seethose guys all around on the side toward the ledge?Some of em aint more than a hundred feet long. 1080 RIDING THE GUY (Oct Then you can see there s only one acrost thegorge and that s a long one—has to be to reachthe other side. If we hitched in the bottom ofthe gully anywhe e, we could nt swing one boomat all. Well, what of that? asked Fred, impatiently.Why dont you just tighten it up if it is nt tightenough? I tell you, weve got to have stone— Hod looked pityingly at him. You probablydont notice that it sags, do you? If we pulledit hard enough to hold the mast straight when itsloaded, it would break. Like enough, agreed Fred. What are yougoing to do, then? Weve always hitc

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