How Sweet it is

Clyde E. Corley and the 'Strawberry' Engine

| July 2006

It was fall 1969 when my dad got a custom harvesting job at the Buchanan Ranch, south of Geraldine, Mont. My brother, Alan, and I were along one day - I was 4 and Alan was 3 years old.

It just so happened that on that day, the pitman arm on Dad's Massey-Harris 90 combine broke. The nearest welder was at the Clyde Corley Ranch, just down the road about a mile. Dad took the combine to Clyde's place and they repaired it.

Meanwhile, my brother and I found a yard full of steam traction engines to play on that Clyde had lined up along the fence by the road. The biggest engine, with the big blue wheels, especially intrigued me. This was a 1909 Advance 30 HP cross-compound plowing engine, serial no. 11574. Clyde called it the "Strawberry Engine." I never forgot that day!

Years passed as my fever for steam engines grew. I was in second grade and our little country school took a field trip to Carl Mehmke's place near Great Falls, Mont. I really enjoyed his collection of tractors and steam engines. I wrote letters to Carl thanking him for the experience I had. Carl says he still remembers my letters today and how excited I was about the engines. We became great friends. Later, I worked for the Mehmke farm during the winter months in the 1990s.

I contacted Clyde in 1984, and inquired about purchasing an engine from him. He had an unrestored 1900 15 HP Rumely, serial no. 3587, that he said he might sell. I made several trips to Clyde's place and got to know him well. I did purchase the Rumely late in 1985 (I was 20 years old at the time) and restored it over the next year with lots of help from Clyde and other friends. It is a very nice little engine to run. I really wanted to buy the big 30 HP Advance, but didn't have the money at the time. I just had to dream of owning it someday.


One summer day in 1985, I was heading out the door when the phone rang. I was on my way to the famous Augusta, Mont., rodeo. I had my hat, boots and good clothes on. Clyde was on the phone telling me he had a fire lit in his 22 HP Advance traction engine and that if I wanted to learn to run an engine, this would be a good opportunity. You can guess what happened. Yes, I put the phone down, changed into my grubby clothes and headed to Clyde's. (I still haven't made it to the Augusta rodeo.)