p. 10 | AFTER FRUIT

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 6, 1898

AFTER FRUIT.

AMONG the seven trades which a student in mechanical engineering must learn at Cornell, is that of the blacksmith. Occasionally there is a protest, but it is never heeded. One dude ten years ago was unusually averse to soiling his hands. But he had to work at the forge just the same. This fall he came to Professor Morris and thanked him for being compelled to learn blacksmithing. “Why?” asked the professor. “Why, you see,” replied the former dude, “I am now superintendent of a mine, away back in Colorado. Last summer our main shaft broke, and there was no one in the mine but myself could weld it. I didn’t like the job, but I took off my coat and welded that shaft. It wasn’t a pretty job, but she’s running now. If I couldn’t have done it, I’d have had to pack that shaft on a mule-back and send it 300 miles over the mountains to be fixed, and the mine would have shut down till it got back. My ability to mend that shaft raised me in the eyes of every man in the mine, and the boss raised my salary.”