THE BURIAL OF THE "BROAD-GAUGE."
MAY 23, 1892.
["Drivers of Broad-Gauge Engines wandering disconsolately about with their engine-lamps in their hands; followed by their firemen with pick and shovel over their shoulder, waiting in anxious expectation of the time when that new-fangled machine, a narrow-gauge engine, should come down a day or two after."—Times' Special at Plymouth on Death of Broad Gauge.]
Not a whistle was heard, not a brass bell-note,
As his corse o'er the sleepers we hurried;
Not a fog-signal wailed from a husky throat
O'er the grave where our "Broad-Gauge" we buried.
We buried him darkly, at dead of night,
The sod with our pickaxes turning,
By the danger-signal's ruddy light,