Saturday, July 25, 2026

George Stephenson and His Little Engine That Could Revolutionized an Industry and Transportation

                 

                                    The engine wright from the pits, young George Stephenson.

On July 25, 1814 George Stephenson put his first steam locomotive, a small engine for use hauling coal on the Killingworth Wagonway in England near his home and workshop.  He called the noisy little contraption Blucher after Prussian general Gebhard Leberecht von Blücher who helped the Duke of Wellington whip Napoleon.  It could haul 30 tons of coal up a hill at 4 mph and was the first successful flanged-wheel adhesion locomotive—gaining traction only from the wheels turning against the rail and not from a cog or winch rope. 

Steam had been applied to moving coal as early as 1804 by Richard Trevithick  at a colliery at nearby Tyneside and several other engines were built by various men for mines in the Newcastle area.  But none worked so well, so reliably, and so safely—boiler explosions were common—as did Stephenson’s.  The Blücher is now considered the first truly modern steam locomotive and Stephenson the father of an industry.  

Blucher, the first modern traction steam locomotive drawn from operations on the Killingworth Wagon Way in 1815.

Stephenson was born on June 9, 1781 at Wylam, Northumberland.  His father was a fireman on a steam pumping engine in a local colliery, and his son entered the mines in the same capacity at the age 17.  Although he had no formal education, he took to the mechanics of the crude engines and began to study at night to improve their condition.  He worked at various capacities in the mines, married, had children, and was left a widower. 

When he repaired a broken engine at Killingsworth in 1811 he was promoted to engine wright and was soon repairing—and improving—pump and winch engines for several pits in the area.  After the successful introduction of the Blucher, Stephenson is believed to have completed 16 other engines of various designs.  Not all worked.  At least two had to be withdrawn from service because of defects.  But with every experiment and every engine built, Stephenson learned. 

His new engines were too heavy to operate on traditional wooden rails, attached strips of iron were not durable, and solid cast iron rails were too brittle.  So, Stephenson improved the cast iron rails and went to the use of multiple wheels to better distribute the engine's weight. 

In 1820 be built an 8-mile-long railway from Hetton colliery to Sunderland.  Gravity was used on the down slope, but the steam engine provided power on the level and upgrade.  It was the first longer railroad employing no animal power at all.  

In 1825 he was hired by Edward Pease to construct the 25-mile-long Stockton & Darlington Railway to bring coal from the mines to market.  Pease also joined in forming the company of Robert Stephenson & Company to manufacture new, more powerful engines for the railroad.  The company built four engines, Locomotion, Hope, Diligence, and Black Diamond.  On September 25, 1825 the new line opened with Locomotion hauling 80 tons of coal and a specially built car for dignitaries, Experiment, the first ever built specifically for passengers.  The dignitaries found themselves hurtling along at an astonishing speed of 24 miles per hour in one stretch.  The road was built with wrought iron rails with a track gage of 4 feet 8½ inches, which became the standard in the British Empire, the United States, and most of the world.

Stephenson was soon also at work laying out the new Liverpool & Manchester Railway, the first line to connect major cities at some distance and to contemplate regular passenger service. 

He employed now accepted techniques like using grading, cutbacks and trestles to keep the roadbed as level as possible and crossing a bog by literally floating the track—something of an engineering marvel.  But he was not assured the contract to build locomotives for the line.  Instead, the railroad directors announced a competition.  


George Stephenson, standing, and Rocket.

Stephenson’s entry was Rocket, largely designed by his son Robert and the first to use the recent French innovation of a fire tube boiler.  The trial required engines to run 60 miles and weigh no more than 6 tons.  Rocket easily won the competition and Stephenson was a famous man overnight.  The railroad opened on September 30, 1830 with a raft of dignitaries led by the Duke of Wellington on hand.  A parade of trains powered by Stephenson built engines left Liverpool with open passenger cars.  The engines included Northumbrian driven by George Stephenson, Phoenix driven by Robert, North Star driven by his brother, and Rocket. 

The day was somewhat marred when a Member of Parliament foolishly dashed in front of Rocket and was crushed to death.   


The Stephensons--Robert , seated, was also a brilliant engineer and astute industrialist who followed in his father's footsteps.  With out them and their locomotives and innovations to trackage and civil engineering, the Industrial Revolution may have been impossible.

Stephenson went on to a lauded and distinguished career both as a civil engineer laying out new lines and as the manufacturer of ever more powerful and efficient engines.  His son Robert and others contributed to the success of the company. 

The first engines used commercially in America were built at Stephenson’s shops and American designers learned their craft there. 

Stephenson died on August 12, 1848 at his home in Chesterfield, Derbyshire a wealthy and honored man.  But despite his contributions to British wealth and power, he was never extended a Knighthood because of his humble origins.


Friday, July 24, 2026

Revisiting Time Machine—Murfin Verse for Matilda Four Years Later

                 

        Matilda and Mom Maureen Murfin.
 

Time Machine

For Matilda Motoko Holmes

July 25, 2021

 

If Millie had a time machine

            she might go all the way back

            to yesterday when she swam

            with her mother

            and danced in the living room

            eyes shining and squealing.

 

More likely she would just go back

            to cuddling with her mom

            and bottle a few minutes ago

            as dawn crept in the window.

 

She would not leap forward

            to check out her first kiss

            high school graduation

            or any other life landmark.

 

And certainly not to see if

            civilization survives. 


What need for a time machine for her

            when it’s always now? 

 

—Patrick Murfin


                
                                            Then--Matilda dancing.



                                            Now--Matilda dancing.

Walking the Walk and Compassion for Campers Update for July 24, 2025

 


Participants in the Hands Off Our Vote! Roadside vigil and rally on Saturday, July 18 in McHenry.

Look for new opportunities for action, education, community, and solidarity in and around McHenry County here every week.  

                                                            Walking the Walk 

McHenry County Disability Pride event will be held this year at McHenry County College, Building B on Saturday, July 25 from 10 am to 1 pm.  The free event aims to highlight the diversity and lived experiences within the community of people living with a wide array of disabilities, from physical and sensory to developmental and behavioral. Officially established in 2015, July is considered National Disability Pride Month.  Activities, service providers, community support and vendors.



Together We Stand McHenry County is sponsoring a Community Blood Drive on Saturday, July 26 at the Algonquin Township Building, 3702 US Rt. 14 between Crystal Lake and Cary.



The National March into Maquette Park Saturday, August 1, 9am-1pm at Chicago's Marquett Park. "In 1966, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and the Chicago Freedom Movement marched into Marquette Park to confront entrenched segregation, redlining, and organized racial violence. Sixty years later, communities across the country face renewed attacks on voting rights and access to the ballot, expanding systems of criminalization and detention, and deepening economic inequality.

This national gathering connects the unfinished work of 1966 to the defining moral challenges of this moment. Faith leaders, civic leaders, organizers, artists, young people, and communities from across the country will march for free and fair elections, freedom for immigrant and marginalized communities, and a future rooted in dignity, justice, and shared humanity."

Led locally by IMAN in partnership with 60+ community-rooted organizations, including the Rainbow Push Coalition, The Illinois Coalition for Immigrant and Refugee Rights (ICIRR), Side With Love, and the Unitarian Universalist Advocacy Network of Illinois (UUANI), and Sponsored nationally by Powered By Faith,  The National March into Marquette Park



Planet Palooza is an outdoor event aimed at ways to “Make our planet a better place to live” now in its 4th year on Woodstock Square on Sunday, August 16 from 11 am to 3 pm. It will highlight and showcase McHenry County Non-Profit Groups and Organizations that address environmental issues, groups that advocate for diversity and equality, veterans, groups that combat hunger, homelessness, domestic violence, addiction, human trafficking, suicide, gun violence, as well as those groups who provide other essential services to our growing and diverse communities will all be exhibiting. Featuring information and outreach booths and table, entertainment, family activities, and food trucks. Hosted by Together We Stand McHenry County and the McHenry County College Sustainability Center. Visit the website at https://togetherwestandmchenrycounty.org/Planet-Palooza/

Compassion for Campers


Our distributions are usually held on the first and third Fridays of the month from 10 am to 2 pm at the new McHenry County Resource Center (MCHC) at the McHenry County Mental Health Board offices, 620 Dakota Street in Crystal Lake.    Due to a Mental Health Board event the MCHC will be closed on August 7.  The following C4C distribution will be Friday, August 21.  If and only if C4C receives enough urgent monetary support, we may be able to schedule a special distribution during that long gap between service.

With at least a temporary home base, C4C can resume accepting donations of supplies including clean used sleeping bags and tents in their bags or cases, tarps and other basic camping gear, rain gear, and especially mosquito and tick repellents and sunscreen.  Contact Sue Rekenthaler at tomatos@mc.net or Patrick Murfin at pmurfin@sbcglobal.net for more information.

Financial support is critical to fulfilling our mission. The best thing you can do is offer your critically needed financial support. Money donations are always welcome at     https://tinyurl.com/3bz96axe.   Look for updates here.  Email compassionforcampers@treeoflifeuu.org .

Thursday, July 23, 2026

The Gentleman Highwayman of California--Black Bart

 

                                             Charles Boles a/k/a Charles Bolton, T. Z. Spaulding, and Black Bart after his arrest in San Francisco in 1883.

On July 23, 1878 the outlaw known as Black Bart robbed a Wells Fargo stagecoach.  Wells Fargo was a favorite target, and he was operating in the familiar territory in and around Calaveras County, California.  When the empty strongbox was found, it contained a little poem:

 

Here I lay me down to sleep

 

To wait the coming morrow,

Perhaps success, perhaps defeat,

And everlasting sorrow.

Let come what will, I’ll try it on,

My condition can't be worse;

And if there’s money in that box

‘Tis munny in my purse.

 

—Black Bart

PO8

The daring highwayman began his crime spree just shy of two years earlier on July 26, 1875.

It was the first of a string of daring hold-ups that would continue until he was finally captured following a botched robbery of the same stage in the same location in 1883.

Black Bart was one of the few Western bad men—or western lawmen for that matter—who lived up to his reputation.  Like others his adventures were exploited in dime novels and the popular press like the Police Gazette, but unlike others there was hardly any need for exaggeration.

Bart defied all of the stereotypes.   While stagecoach robberies were common across the West, most were done by mounted gangs who counted on their horses to outrun the law.   Deathly afraid of horses, Bart did all of his robberies and his successful getaways on foot taking advantage of the rugged territory of his preferred stage lines in northern California and southern Oregon.  He did not carry a pistol or a rifle.  He showed a shotgun which he never fired, and which may never even have been loaded.  He wore a raffish derby hat and long duster and disguised his face with a flour sack with eye holes.  He was unfailingly polite and courteous to drivers and passengers alike and never uttered a profanity.  On at least two occasions he left behind short poems celebrating his crimes. Yet he got away with tens of thousands of dollars of Wells Fargo gold and U.S. Mail in his long career.

 

Wells Fargo stagecoaches like this were Black Bart's favored target, perhaps because of some grievance committed by the coma.

If Bart’s appearance and methods were unorthodox, so was his background.  Born Charles Earl Bowles in Norfolk, England in 1829, his father relocated his large family to a Jefferson County, New York farm when he was two years old.

Like many a young man, he and two of his brothers were lured to the California gold fields in 1849. They worked claims along the stream then known as the American River in the heart of Gold Rush territory. After a discouraging year, Charley, as he was known returned east.  But the lure of gold got him again and returned with brothers David and Robert, who soon died of, probably of typhoid.  Charley continued mining with limited success until abandoning the fields in 1854

The same year Charley, now spelling his last name Boles, married Mary Elizabeth Johnson and established a home near Decatur, Illinois.  The couple soon had four children.

Whatever happiness the couple may have had was interrupted by the Civil War.   Boles enlisted in Company B, 116th Illinois Regiment, on August 13, 1862.  He was evidently an excellent soldier and quickly advanced through the ranks becoming First Sergeant by the end of his first year of service.  Boles saw action in many battles, including Vicksburg where he sustained major injuries.  Later he was a part of the Western Army under General William Tecumseh Sherman on his March to the Sea.  Boles was discharged having been brevetted to First Lieutenant in June 1865 in Washington and returned home.

Like many veterans, Boles found it difficult to adjust to the hum-drum of farming life.  In 1867 he lit out to Idaho and Montana to resume prospecting.  He remained in contact with his wife in Decatur until 1871.  A final letter in August of that year made cryptic reference to a grievance against Wells Fargo and a vow to seek vengeance.  He then stopped writing and seemed to vanish off the face of the Earth.  Eventually his wife gave him up for dead.

Nothing is known of his activities from that point on until that July day in California.  Perhaps he committed other, non-attributed robberies in Montana, honing his skills.  Perhaps he just went deep into the Northern California gold country once again prospecting and learning the lay of the land.  He evidently took his inspiration not from the dashing outlaw gangs of the plains but from the legendary solo highwaymen of his native England.

 

                                          
                                                              A cartoon imagining of a Black Bart ambush and robbery.

He typically hid behind an outcropping of rock or just beyond a curve, usually on an upgrade where the stagecoach teams would be laboring.  He calmly stepped into the road leveling his shot gun in the direction of the driver and politely asked for the strong box and mail.  He never robbed passengers or the driver.

Bart committed 28 holdups of Wells Fargo stagecoaches in Northern California, most of them on the Siskiyou Trail to Oregon.  On his fourth and seventh stick-ups Bart left behind poems. 

The first read:

 

I've labored long and hard for bread,

For honor, and for riches,
But on my corns too long you've tread,
You fine-haired sons of bitches,

Black Bart, 1877

 

These ditties, along with the outlaw’s cheerful disposition sparked the interest and attention of the press and public alike.  After the second note, he was famous.  Almost any robbery on the west coast was attributed to him, some by copycats.  Most of his robberies were successful; some resulted in only a few dollars when an anticipated Wells Fargo shipment was not on board.  On one occasion he was scared off and lost his derby when a guard fired on him.  Possies chased him, but he melted into the mountains time and again.

                                            Wanted posters like this made Bart feel like a marked man.              

By the 1880s the pressure to capture him was building.  And Bart felt it.  He told a driver that year, “Hurry up the hounds.  It gets lonesome in these mountains.”  In 1882 a driver asked how much he made as an outlaw.   “Not very much for the chances I take,” he said.

On November 3, 1883 Bart returned to the site of his first robbery on Funk Hill in Calaveras County.  That day a young passenger got off the coach to hunt in the brush, planning to meet back up with it on the other side of the hill.  He got to the road and waited.  When the stage failed to appear, he began to walk back.  He met the driver with the team, which Bart had ordered un-hitched from the wagon.  Armed with the boy’s rifle the two moved back to the coach, where Bart was struggling to get the strong box un-bolted from the floor—a new Wells Fargo security measure.  The driver fired at Bart with the rifle and missed.  Bart took off, grabbing some gold and a sack of mail.  The boy took the rifle and thought he shot Bart as he disappeared into the trees.  They found traces of blood and began to follow.

Bart stashed his some of his loot in a hollow log, stuffed about $500 in gold coins into his pocket, and wrapped a bloody hand, his only wound, with a handkerchief.  He lost both the handkerchief and his glasses as he ran.  Still, he once again eluded his pursuers and seemed to make a clean get away.

Pinkerton Detectives hired by Wells Fargo recovered the items left behind.  The bloody handkerchief had a laundry mark on it.  Displaying the dogged diligence for which the Agency was famous, detectives visited more than 90 laundries before finding a matching laundry mark at Ferguson & Bigg’s California Laundry on Bush Street in San Francisco.  By co-incidence the detective, James B. Hume bore a remarkable resemblance to Bart with his massive handlebar moustache, bushy eyebrows and graying hair.  The laundry man pointed out Bart’s residence, a modest rooming house near-by.

Boles had evidently been living there for some years as T. Z. Spaulding.  He told the proprietors of the rooming house that he was a mining engineer.  His frequent business trips coincided with Bart’s robberies up north.

Boles’ true identity was only discovered when a Bible inscribed to him by his wife was found among his possessions.  Eventually, he confessed to robberies committed before 1879 in the mistaken belief that he could escape prosecution by the statute of limitations.  The police report described him as, “a person of great endurance. Exhibited genuine wit under most trying circumstances and was extremely proper and polite in behavior. Eschews profanity.”

News of Black Bart’s arrest and trial drew national attention.  Boles was photographed several times and illustrations appeared in national as well as California publications.

Wells Fargo chose only to prosecute for the first robbery, for which they had a firm confession.  Boles was sentenced to six years in San Quentin.  He served only four with time off for good behavior.  None-the-less, harsh prison conditions broke his health.

Upon his release, he wrote at last to his abandoned wife.  He told her he was being constantly followed by Wells Fargo agents and felt helplessly harassed.  He expressed a desire to “get away from everything.”

 

Bart continued to fascinate and inspired books, fictional and historic, stories, songs, a comic book and this 1948 highly fictionalized Universal B-movie starring Dan Durey, Yvone DeCarlo, and Jeffery Lynn.

In February 1888 Boles checked out of the San Francisco hotel where he was living.  Detectives traced him to the Palace Hotel in Visalia in the San Joaquin Valley far from Black Bart’s old stomping grounds.  He checked in and then just disappeared.  He was never seen or heard from again.

Later other robberies were attributed to Bart, including one in which a poem was left behind.  But Pinkertons proved that Boles was not involved.  Some stories had Boles retiring quietly to New York City under an assumed name where he may have died in 1917.  Others think he went back to prospecting in Montana or Nevada and probably died in the wilderness.

Whatever the case, the legend of Black Bart the Gentleman lived on.