LETTER

By Mr. Leroy Pilling
Published on January 1, 1966
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Courtesy of R. F. Somerville, 12498 14th Ave. N., Haney, B. C, Canada 75 hp Sawyer-Massey steam tractor and 14 bottom Reeves steam lift plow at Pion-era, Saskatoon, July, 1965.
Courtesy of R. F. Somerville, 12498 14th Ave. N., Haney, B. C, Canada 75 hp Sawyer-Massey steam tractor and 14 bottom Reeves steam lift plow at Pion-era, Saskatoon, July, 1965.
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Courtesy of Howard Camp, Newnan, Georgia Turning the lugs off in a boring mill, 12 hp Advance, at R.D. Cole Mfg. Co. The boring mill is over 75 years old and was used to make steam engines a little after Civil War. Cole burned their steam engine patterns
Courtesy of Howard Camp, Newnan, Georgia Turning the lugs off in a boring mill, 12 hp Advance, at R.D. Cole Mfg. Co. The boring mill is over 75 years old and was used to make steam engines a little after Civil War. Cole burned their steam engine patterns
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Courtesy of R. F. Somerville, 12498 14th Ave. N., Haney, B. C, Canada. 60 HP Case Steam tractor and 5 grain tanks leading the parade downtown Saskatoon at the Pion-era July 1965.
Courtesy of R. F. Somerville, 12498 14th Ave. N., Haney, B. C, Canada. 60 HP Case Steam tractor and 5 grain tanks leading the parade downtown Saskatoon at the Pion-era July 1965.
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Picture of the Past Eighty-five years ago, a barn - raising was a big community enterprise in a co-operative. In the summer of 1880 neighbors helped George Fisher, RR 5, Mt. Brydges raise the barn when this picture was taken. Mrs. Margaret Fisher curre
Picture of the Past Eighty-five years ago, a barn - raising was a big community enterprise in a co-operative. In the summer of 1880 neighbors helped George Fisher, RR 5, Mt. Brydges raise the barn when this picture was taken. Mrs. Margaret Fisher curre

611 D Ave., National City, California

Here are a few of my experiences from my younger days. I am now
78 years old. I started with my uncle on a 12 HP Frick when I was
17 years old and weighed 107 lbs. The winter of 1903 I fired a 15
HP Frick in a sawmill for 50 cents a day and my board.

In 1906 I ran a new Reeves 13 HP on the Mississippi River bottom
land and it was a beauty of an engine.

In 1907 I took this same 15 HP Frick to the River Bottom to
thresh. I had to cross a large drainage ditch called the Sny. There
was a large covered bridge to cross on and it was built like a
barn. It was an arched bridge and had 2′ x 3′ planking on
it. The boss wanted to chain out, so we did. I wanted him to steer
for me, but he said ‘no use two good men getting killed.’
You know I could not hold that separator on those 2′ x 3′
planks and the beauty of it was that when I got the separator up to
the center, I had to cut loose with the chain and then back the
engine up on the bridge again. Was I ever glad when I got across.
If I had gone through the bridge I would have fallen about 20 ft.
down into about 10 ft. of water. This bridge was built before the
Civil War and I crossed it in 1907. That same year, with this
engine, I started to go down a steep hill about 11 o’clock at
night and decided to plank the bridge at the foot of the hill. But
when I reversed to hold her I heard the gear pin fall out. I let
loose of the reverse lever and grabbed the steering wheel. Away we
went in the bright moonlight. Boy, how I hit that bridge, a bump or
two and we were across. That old 32 x 54 Pitts separator was sure
pushing me.

My brother and I went into business about 1908. We had a 12 HP
Advance, 32 x 52 Advance Separator hand feed and a No. 1 Birdsell
Huller. One night, pretty late, we were moving the huller and the
farmer said there was a small hill in the brush on this byroad. I
didn’t pay any attention to the steam off and I couldn’t
get him back to thank him for saving my life. They had to cut me
loose.

I sold out and went to work in a shop tearing down and
rebuilding. I kept track of the flues I put in until the number was
over 10,000. Also, I was a trouble shooter. I worked for the John
M. Brant Co. in Bushnell, Illinois. One day I went to see what was
wrong with a 20 HP Advance Rumely. The man said the Illinois River
running into the boiler would not keep it full. Well, I pulled the
valve cover and set valve, which was off some, but not bad. Started
up to threshing and I never heard an Advance sound like it. Keen on
one end, blow on the other. I checked the valve once more. The
boiler would not steam. I looked up under the steam chest and said
to shut her down. He asked what I was going to do now and I told
him I was going to fix his engine. He had piped the steam chest
drain into the cylinder cock pipe on the live end. As you know, on
these engines that made her get live steam all the way on that end
and then get live steam on the back stroke to work against which
made her blow on that end. She sure sounded queer. He said it was
funny the company would pipe it that way. I said I don’t want
to call you a liar, but I had seen lots of Advance engines and
never one piped like that. He finally admitted that he had done it
to drain the steam chest. You should have heard it when I started
it up then. After that he said the pump would not work so I took it
apart and it was full of pebbles. I told him that I wouldn’t
have a pump that wouldn’t pump rocks either and that he should
put a screen on the hose.

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