'It was a light train running on a lovely afternoon, and there was no snow or rain, no head wind or fog. We swept on so rapidly that the speed could not alarm the most timid. We did not scamp a single stoppage, and yet we steamed into Victoria at 5.30 so proudly that I felt we must have arrived unexpectedly early. The time-table (a work of fiction!) indeed made us arrive at 4.37, but this I saw must be merely a printers error. Is there another line in the world that would dare to run such a train at the break-neck speed of 74 miles in 200 minutes?'To be fair, the Brighton did have problems which were not entirely within its own control, but as will be apparent from the rest of Ahrons writings, which you may sample here, most of the unpunctuality was home-grown.
notes on the text Ahrons on the LBSCR
Publication ORG Volume 5, page 2564 records first publication of this story in The Fortnightly Review for February 1901, and lists it as 'Uncollected No, 235. Collected in the Sussex Edition, Volume 30 page 197, the Burwash Edition. and Kiplings Sussex (Brownleaf, 2008) by Michael Smith, one of our Vice-Presidents - a former Hon. Secretary and Chairman of Council of the Kipling Society. The text is also printed in |