1545-10th Ave. East, St. Paul Park, Minnesota 55071
As I am recuperating from an operation in the hospital and have nothing to do, I thought I would write a few stories told to me by my uncle who was a fireman on a Bufflo-Pitts steam engine.
But first I thought I would tell how I became a fan of these old-time engines.
In 1951 I went to work on the Lloyd Belden farm in St. Paul Park, Minnesota. He had a 50 h.p. case engine which nowdays gets steamed up about twice a year. Well in the days I worked there, we had five big farm tractors so the engine didn't get used as much as it did when, many years ago they first got it. I am told they plowed with it pulling an eight bottom plow plus belt work.
Well, one year we were going to fill the silos with chopped hay. We put a F-20 on the blower and after three hours, the motor burned up. So, they took it to the Implement dealer to get it fixed. He loaned us another F-20 which had a bad bearing in the motor. Well, that didn't last very long so Lloyd finally gave in and said if we are going to get the silo filled we better get the old reliable out of the shed. We steamed the old Case up and put her on the belt and went to work.
We filled the two silos, plus three snow fence silos, three rings high without any trouble. One morning Lloyd thought he had enough steam up to start out, so we started putting the hay in the blower. She started to slow down, but it was too late to shut the feeder off because she was plugged really bad. After that one incident he made sure he had plenty of steam up before we started.
One winter we spent the whole winter months in the shop reflueing the engine, cleaning, and painting it. You might say, we put her in mint condition and she still is in that condition. She stays in the shed except for about twice a year when Lloyd takes it out of the shed and steams her up for the fun of it.
My uncle, Emil Knack, was a fireman on a Bufflo-Pitts 40-80 horse power double compound engines owned by Herman Stanky. The separator they threshed with was a 46 inch International Harvester.
Their threshing run was 82 days long, starting with shock threshing in Cottage Grove township and ending up with stack threshing in Woodbury township, both being close to St. Paul Park, Minnesota.
Emil said that he fired with straw being the engine was a straw burner and I can imagine that he was pretty busy in order to keep steam up to run that big of a separator. There is a lot of incidents that my uncle Emil talks about happening and I'd like to mention just a few of them.
The owner of the engine and separator had hired a middle aged Negro man as a tanker man. Well, this fellow was scared to death of snakes. When he would be gone for a long time and pretty soon they would have to shut the engine down because they would be getting low on water. A few of the men would go down to the waterhole to find out what was the matter. And here was the tanker man sitting on top of the tank with a snake on the ground scaring him so bad he wouldn't get off the tank and get the water tank loaded, some times losing two or more hours. It seems that this fellow's brother was killed by a snake bite in Africa and that is why he was really scared of snakes.
Another incident was the oiler on the separator was always sleeping some place around the separator and when the men wanted him for something they would take a oil can and squirt oil on him to wake him up. Emil said he was so dirty all the time that the owners wife would complain all the time about this man's clothes always full of oil and dirt. And she couldn't figure out how this man could get so dirty.
One day the rig was going to move from one place to another and the oiler was riding on top of the separator. Well, it had rained that night so the road was a little muddy. The oiler man fell asleep on the separator and slowly the back wheels started sliding towards the ditch.
Well, being the oiler was asleep, no one warned the engineer and firemen that the separator was slowly sliding in the ditch. It finally went far enough off the road to tip over with the oiler landing out in the field. After spending a day to get the separator out of the ditch and pulled right side up, they found out the cylinder shaft was broken. So after three days of fixing, they were finally able to start threshing again. You can be sure the oiler didn't fall asleep again the rest of the threshing run.
Well, my Uncle Emil said he fired on the Bufflo-Pitts for five years and there are many storied he tells about his experiences. But sadly the engine and separator were finally sold to somebody in Wisconsin.
The engine went to some man who put it on a saw mill in Wisconsin. It sure would be something to see that old Bufflo-Pitts engine running, but hard telling where it is now, maybe cut up for scrap iron or rusting away on some farm.
My Uncle Emil and my Dad and his brother, Albert, then went to North Dakota to work on farms out there. So well close this story by saying it sure is lucky we have the steam engine shows to go to where the memories are brought back to life by the fine shows in our area. My dad always tells me I was born 30 years to late. If I had to pitch bundles in a big separator like he had to, I probably wouldn't be such a good steam fan. But that all changes when I take him to the Zumbro Valley Threshmans Reunion at West Conrad, Minnesota. Then he gets excited and is more of a fan than me.