Roles and Rolls.

But doubtless, everything in this world has its role to play, and Man has the advantage that one of his roles is to roll on rails. Without wishing to be a roller-skite I must say that the railway is the one way in which man gets his way over the furred and feathered fauna.

Rolling on regardless,
Rolling night and day,
Bowling on retardless,
On the raily way.
Rolling down to glee-oh,
Bowling up the grade,
Skimming o'er the metals,
Swiftly on parade.
Sweeping up the minutes,
Eating up the miles,
Hark-away and hop-a-long,
Listen to the engine's song,
In the deep defiles.
Whirling on, purling on,
Eating up the miles.

After all the engine is traction's greatest attraction, and when it comes to “pull” it is the prize pullet, a bird of passage, and a Great Lark.