SMOKE and GAS FUMES

By William F. Steuck
Published on May 1, 1962

Primghar, Iowa

(In 3 parts – Part 3)

A Day in My Days

In closing my Life’s Chapter of Steam Engineering, I will
quote my article to Iron men Magazine, Nov. ’52, ‘A Day In
My Days’, of which I would like to tell you. I had switched
from steam to oil-pull power in 1919, which from a business angle I
never regret. But, that is another story. I had run steam too long
to lose the sensation and thrill which steam men cherish even to
the smell of smoke and aroma of frying cylinder oil. So it was,
when some years later, a thresherman friend was quitting his 22 HP
return flue Minneapolis engine for a gas rig, I asked him for
permission to once again steam her up. He assured me it was a
pleasure and he would leave the water in for me. Great was the
anticipation of again starting that fire, readying for a trip, to
hear the simmering of water which turns to singing in my ears, to
see the gauge needle moving away from the pin and above all, to
open cylinder cocks and gently open the throttle. So it was, during
the latter days of that year’s threshing run, my faithful 30-60
Oil-Pull sort of lost its appeal to me, but I did as usual after a
season run, cleaned her of grease and grime and shedded her. Then,
finally, it came to pass on a nice, mild September morn, I loaded
wood and coal and started for the old shed where I had steamed up
before. That was a thriller for me. After I got her out of the
shed, I could not resist to pull the whistle, the old familiar way.
Then I started out for home, parked her in the shade of a tree and
just relaxed. Later, I steamed off my mounted cylinder corn sheller
and Farm-All tractor. Mid-afternoon, I made the return trip to the
shed. I backed her into the close quarters by throttle as of old
(as some may recall, this engine had a quick throttle). A forlorn
feeling came over me as I drained the pipes and boiler and finally
closed the shed doors. I presume this all makes sense and is
understood only by those who have gone my way. A few weeks later
that same engine came by for the last time. Dan Cooper had bought
it and used her only a few years before moving to California, where
he died in 1950. I wish I had that engine now. It was one like I
had run as a young man.

1919 – My First Threshing Outfit

I was 26 when my long cherished ambition to own my threshing
outfit materialized in 1919. Plagued with debts, I reasoned it
would be folly to buy a new rig, a new separator cost $1,500.00 and
a new big tractor from $3,000 to $3,500. On June 30, 1919, I bought
an 8 year old Avery separator 36′ by 60′ – No. 7944 from
Pedelty Thresher Co. of Spencer, Iowa (Charley Gray, mgr.) for
$350.00. At the same time I bought an 8 year old Rumely Oil Pull
tractor 25-45H.P. Model B, No. 2576 from Wm. Krueger of Harris,
Iowa, for $800, which was originally bought by John Einen, also of
Harris. That was $1150 for the rig, $3850 less than a new outfit.
In June, 1920, I bought a new 12 ft. Heinke feeder with crank shaft
type band cutters for $253.45 from Sachse 8s Bunn Co. of Cherokee,
Iowa, and S. K. F. ball bearings for cylinder and blower fan
shafts. This was the only major expense I had in its 31 years of
service for me. Besides giving it diligent care, I made many
labor-saving and life-prolonging improvements.

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