The “old man” called for the letter he had written, erased the date, set it forward four years, and handed it back to Henry.
“Here, Hank,” said he, “here’s a Christmas gift for you.”
So when the Wildwood Limited was limbered up that Christmas morning, Henry leaned from the window, leaned back, tugged at the throttle again, smiled over at the fireman, and said, “Now, Billy, watch her swallow that cold, stiff steel at about a mile a minute.”
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N.Y. TIMES REVIEW.
It is good for the soul that we should look into other worlds than our own, and Mr. Warman knows how to put us beside fireman and engineer and how to make us feel the poetry as well as the power of the tireless giants that fulfil for us moderns the ancient dream of the fire-breathing brazen bulls yoked for the service of man.
A dozen or more spirited tales, tersely told, and with that surety of touch which comes only from intimate knowledge.... The romance, danger, bravery, plottings, and nobility of action incident to life on the rail are all realistically depicted, and the reader feels the charm which attaches to the new or strange.
The reader will find much pleasure, and no disappointment, in reading these pages.
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Cy Warman can always impart a living interest to a story through his close intimacy with locomotives, yard-masters, signals, switches, with all that pertains to railroading, in a word—from a managers’ meeting to a frog. The tender enthusiasm he feels for the denizens of his iron jungle is contagious.
Mr. Cy Warman, by long personal experience, acquired a close and exact knowledge of the life of railroad men. “The White Mail” brings out realistically the actual life of the engineer, the brakeman, and the freight handler.
Cy Warman writes excellent railroad stories, of course, and his new one, “The White Mail,” is short, lively, and eminently readable.
In “The White Mail,” Cy Warman, in the pleasant, witty style for which this poet of the Rockies has become noted, has presented a tender, touching picture.