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Caption: Dedication - Transportation Building Dedication Addresses
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adown that lonely lane of Redruth that stirring Saturday night in 1784. Now it happened that at t?other end of the lane was the worthy Vicar of the Redruth Parish, out, in his imagined all-by-himself-ness, quietly conning over the notes of his next morning*s sermon. Suddenly from hehind him emanates spiteful, hissing, strenuously laboured breathing, as it were; a something so awesome in its effect upon the ear as to impel an affrightened turning to loot, and caused one look/the irresistible impelling sensation to run for life. There were three in the wild dash, the Vicar, the fire and smoke vomiting demon - as the reverend gentleman took it to be - and the hapless inventor who was simply after his own. It was the prImogenial movement by steam on the soil of the British Kingdom, and with accesaories rendering it memorable - for the time being certainly - in and about Redruth. The lamentable finish of Murdoch's aspirations. Watt saw to that. Nathan Read of Salem, Massachusetts, thought steam too slow in the prevailing types of boilers of his day the single and return flue varieties - so Yankee like he proceeded to give flight to his fanoy in the way of getting more out of fuel combustion. Read was a natural born me- chanic of the jaok-of-all-trades-and-master-of-none atamp. With all his erratic tendencies there were streaks of real genius manifested and this was the case when he reaenned
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