Allen Chapman, Ralph of the Roundhouse; Or, Bound to Become a Railroad Man
“ CHAPTER XXXV--CONCLUSION Ralph stepped across the turntable entrance to the roundhouse at Stanley Junction just as the one o'clock whistles were blowing.It was like coming home again. Limpy, shining up a locomotive headlight, gave a croak of welcome, jumped down from the pilot, and slapped his greasy, blackened hand into that of his young favorite with genuine fervor.The engineers, firemen and extras in the dog house called out the usual variety of cheery chaff, but all pleasant and interested."This is a great place to find friends!" ”
