...the same time as your announcement, as part of an advertisement in The Saturday Evening Post: "What was it the engines said, Pilots touching, head to head Facing on a single track, Half a world behind each back?" Sincerely yours, Roger Searle. Editor, THE WRITER:...

...if PROUDLY THEY STOOD THERE. they realized in what a work they had helped. Bret Harte wrote of them, Pilots touching — head to head, Facing on the single track, Half a world behind each back. More trains arrived, bands, reporters, telegraph operators; messages were coming from all over the...

...the following poem which will be read with new interest on account of the poet's sudden death : What was it the engines said. Pilots touching — head to head — Facing on the sinple track, Half a world behind each back? This is what the engines said, Unreported and unread....

...the Central Pacific and Union Pacific at Promontory are wanting in neither rhyme nor reason : What was it the Engines said, Pilots touching, — head...This is what the Engines said, Unreported and unread. Said the Western Engine, "Phew!" And a long, low whistle blew. "Come, now, really, that's the oddest...

...cowcatchers, faced off for one of the most iconic photographs in American history. Harte wondered: What was it the Engines said, Pilots touching — head...on the single track, Half a world behind each back? No one could doubt the power of the railroad to transform. Over the previous quarter-century it had...

...into the night, and that city's leading man of letters, Bret Harte, sat down to compose a poem: What was it the Engines said, Pilots touching, — head...Engine from the West: "I am from Sierra's crest; And if altitude's a test, Why, I reckon, it's confessed That I've done my level best." Said the Engine from...

...country as the two engines of the Central and Union Pacific touched smokestacks that May day. What was it the Engines said, Pilots touching, — head...on the single track, Half a world behind each back? The Engine from the East spoke: Listen ! Where Atlantic beats Shores of snow and summer heats; Where...

...written by Bret Harte, commemorative of the occasion, under the title of WHAT THE ENGINES SAID. What was it the Engines said, Pilots touching — head to head, Facing on a single track, Half a world behind each back ? This is what the Engines said Unreported and unread...