SFRL 1597 Combination Ventilator & Refrigerator Car. Taken at AC&F’s Chicago shops in January 1902. Although not stenciled, this is a Santa Fe Class Rr-K car. The Santa Fe Refrigerator Line was organized as a subsidiary company on March 1, 1892. All refrigerator cars of the system were assigned to this organization. The Santa Fe also had a separate subsidiary known as the Santa Fe Fruit & Refrigerator line. The existence of the two similar companies within the Santa Fe apparently was a scheme to aid in the clandestine pooling of fruit traffic between these two companies and the Producers' Fruit Dispatch Company. Photo courtesy of Raymond Breyer.
I never said I didn't like the 1337 Class. But like Chelsea Clinton, they might look just the least bit better from behind...
The south half of this building, on the right, was constructed in 1913 to serve as a central passenger station for Galveston’s railway system and to house the general offices of the Gulf, Colorado & Santa Fe Railroad, a wholly owned subsidiary of the ATSF. In 1932 the 11-story tower and 8-story north wing, on the left were added, incorporating elements of the art deco style. In 1964 the Galveston office of the Gulf, Colorado & Santa Fe Railroad closed when it was fully absorbed into the Santa Fe system. The Houston-Galveston leg of the Texas Chief was discontinued three years later. A single PA pulled the train shown at this unknown date for the Galveston leg.
Train 116 leaves Dallas. Its four cars will be added to number 16, the Texas Chief, at Gainesville. Many fine trains touted the convenience of their suburban station stops; for Dallas that suburb was White Rock.
To the best of mmy recollection, I've never seen one of these before. The top of the boiler looks just a tad bit busy and something gives the impression that these locomotives might have been just a little slippery?
Yeah, the dry pipe runs from boiler to reheater. The front chassis would have gripped better if that had all been boiler. The reheater wasn't as heavy. The 69" drivers didn't help, but unlike most Mallets, they'd do thirty before the back-pressure got too high. Let's just put it this way: These Mallets never worked the mountains. Just mile-long drags on flat land. If this thing beats you to the crossing, turn off your motor and relax... This pic was taken in the summer of '32. She lasted longer than most of her sisters. Obviously, at twenty-something miles an hour, a modern headlight wasn't a big priority.
