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Ozzie and the Sobbing Black

May 24th, 2017 Posted by Uncategorized 6 thoughts on “Ozzie and the Sobbing Black”
Engine 1809, the Sobbing Black

Engine 1809, the Sobbing Black

by Jessica Kelly
Slaton Harvey House
April 4, 2017

He is just a little guy, but his dreams are big.

Ozzie, his brother, and his parents came to stay at the Slaton Harvey House Bed & Breakfast in September 2016. It was his sixth birthday and, being the train enthusiast he is, spending the night in an old train station was a dream come true. His parents, new to the Lubbock area, were thrilled when they found our little house of history, knowing that for Ozzie, a night spent here would be the greatest gift.

His family toured our little town of Slaton, visiting the town square and spending some time taking in the majesty of 1809, the monstrous steam engine that was dedicated to Slaton in 1955 and sits on City Hall’s lawn today, its presence still commanding attention in our little square. Engine 1809 is surrounded by a chain link fence, but Ozzie would have climbed aboard if he could.

Back at the Slaton Harvey House, the train lover’s face lit up with intrigue and excitement as he perused our small railroad artifact collection, the Brakeman hats and coats, the pictures. As a train approached and the building began to rumble, Ozzie ran to the window, eyes wide and bright, eagerly anticipating it’s passing. He didn’t take his eyes off that train.

He gets it. At his young age, he gets the power and mystique of the railroad. According to his mother, Ozzie has been a train fan since he was two years old and started playing with his junior Thomas the Train wooden engines and track. “He’s graduated to elaborate wooden track sets, including real life types of engines, like the Santa Fe, and has an electric Santa Fe that runs the perimeter of his room, close to the ceiling, that his Dad made for him. At Christmas, Ozzie’s Granddaddy’s full sized Lionel Train comes out to run around the tracks at the base of the Christmas tree. No matter what the size or type of train, Ozzie loves them all!” she said.

He is connected to his past, a legacy of railroaders before him. He was quick to tell me that his granddad worked for the Frisco line, and even quicker to rattle off the cache of facts and trivia he’s acquired in his short life. He understands the power of the steel rails, the importance of its history and future, and he plans to honor it.

The family visited us again in March. They brought Ozzie’s grandparents to experience the legacy of the Slaton Harvey House. Ozzie’s mom asked if he’d shared his life goal and vision with me; when he’s a grown up, he wants to restore The Sobbing Black.

The Sobbing Black is Engine 1809, the retired steam engine on the Slaton square that captivated Ozzie in September. When asked why he named it “The Sobbing Black,” Ozzie said “The rust had bubbled up the paint to where it looked like it was crying. And from my Peanuts Cartoons, I knew that sobbing means crying hard, because some of the characters would have a bubble beside them that said ‘SOB!’”

Ozzie’s dream isn’t short-sighted, and he already has his restoration plans lined up. He says he is going to ask his Dad to replace the missing glass and weak wood, his Mom to scrape off the old paint, and his brother Leo to get the wheels in working order. Ozzie plants to paint The Sobbing Black all by himself.

His mother said he’s drawn many pictures of his beloved Sobbing Black, and even made little books titled “Me and The Sobbing Black.”

His long-term dream is to be the engineer on the fully functional 1809. He is planning to let dogs ride in a separate car, and has asked to borrow our caboose (the wooden Fort Worth & Denver caboose – currently under restoration – which sits outside the Slaton Harvey House).

Ozzie’s excitement is contagious, and we were blessed to make his acquaintance, and that of his brother and parents, who encourage and support his big dreams.

This is more than a six year old boy. Ozzie is hope for our future. He and his family are sure to bring honor to the railroad for years to come, and I doubt we’ll wait until he’s a grown up to get him on board. His parents have already asked if Ozzie and his brother Leo can come volunteer some time, and we look forward to the inspiration and magic that they’ll bring to the Slaton Harvey House, the railroad, and to Engine 1809, Ozzie’s vision, The Sobbing Black.

Ozzie and the Sobbing Black

Ozzie at the Harvey House

Engine 1809 Slaton

Engine 1809

February 26th, 2017 Posted by Uncategorized 1 thought on “Engine 1809”

Built in 1906, her career lasted 49 years, including service to Slaton.  Donated to Slaton in 1955, now residing in the town square park.   (photos courtesy argusrail.com)

Engine 1809 Slaton

Slaton’s Engine 1809

Engine 1809 Slaton

Front view

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Souvenirs, Cold Cures and Flat Fifties: Fred Harvey Newsstands

November 6th, 2016 Posted by Uncategorized 0 thoughts on “Souvenirs, Cold Cures and Flat Fifties: Fred Harvey Newsstands”

By Rosa Walston Latimer, Author of Harvey Houses of Texas

Harvey House Newsstands

Fred Harvey Newsstands – Slaton Harvey House

Visitors to the Slaton Harvey House have an opportunity to experience firsthand one of the lesser known Fred Harvey merchandising successes – the Harvey newsstand. The Slaton newsstand remains intact along the west wall of the area that was once the Harvey lunch room.

In a sense, Fred Harvey newsstands were the twentieth-century forerunner of modern-day convenience stores. In most Harvey House locations, the newsstand was inside the Harvey Lunch Room; however, in larger train depots, it was usually a separate shop that opened into the depot waiting room as well as onto the trackside platform. The amount and variety of merchandise offered was in proportion to the number of passengers passing through the train station.

Havey Girl, Grace Koepp, Gallup NM Newsstand

Havey Girl, Grace Koepp, Gallup NM Newsstand

The first Fred Harvey business in Texas was a newsstand that opened in the Paris train depot in 1896 and operated until 1930. There was no Harvey eating house at this location; however, just thirty miles north in Hugo, Oklahoma, there was a Harvey House Lunch Room with a newsstand.

One other Texas location, Beaumont, had a Harvey Newsstand and no eating facility. It is the only Harvey business in Texas that was associated with a hotel not owned by the Fred Harvey Company. The newsstand is listed in a 1905 promotional booklet titled Fred Harvey Meals, as being located in Beaumont’s new Crosby Hotel. The five-story brick Crosby Hotel was built soon after the Spindletop oil boom of 1901.

Fred Harvey Newsstands - Books for Sale

Fred Harvey Newsstands – Books for Sale for those long train rides

The Crosby Hotel lobby would have been crowded with men frantically competing to take advantage of the great Texas oil boom. One can only imagine the burgeoning business enjoyed by a Fred Harvey Newsstand, with its sophisticated stock of cigars, cigarettes and current newspapers brought in by train from such faraway cities as Chicago and Kansas City.

Tobacco products were the prominent merchandise in every Fred Harvey Newsstand. The Fred Harvey private brand of cigars as well as Roi-Tan, Cremo and Prodigo were sold with the promise, “We give discount on cigars bought by the box.” Large Lucky Strike Cigarette posters featuring young beauties in shorts and ballet slippers declared, “It’s toasted!” and “Lucky’s are always kind to your throat!” Colorful advertising touted such products as “flat fifties,” cigarette tins popular in the 1940s. The American Tobacco Company included this message inside the tins: “These LUCKY STRIKE CIGARETTES will commend themselves to your critical approval. The additional toasting process adds to the character and improves the taste of the fine tobacco.”

Lucky Strikes - 50 Flats

Lucky Strikes – 50 Flats. A big seller at Fred Harvey Newsstands

The Harvey newsstands also offered major newspapers of the time as well as a variety of magazines and books. Chewing gum and candy were big sellers, and the newsstands were always framed with wire displays of postcards. The postcard business flourished after 1904 when Ford Harvey began working with the Detroit Publishing Company, which had developed a process for colorizing black-and-white photos. A good number of the collectable postcards from the early Harvey days have survived and are often offered online.

Souvenirs were attractively displayed to appeal to train passengers. Key chains and letter openers as well as figurines and toy trucks all clamored for the travelers’ attention. Displayed on glass shelves, small items were advertised as souvenirs for bridge prizes. The variety of merchandise was endless: cloisonné compacts, sewing notions, watches and brightly colored felt triangular pennants emblazoned with the state’s name. Small cactus plants were sold in the El Paso Union Station Harvey newsstand.

Fred Harvey Newsstands

Fred Harvey Newsstands, with papers shipped from as far away as Chicago and Kansas City

Solutions for the wide-ranging needs of a traveler were for sale at larger Harvey newsstands. These were listed alphabetically on multi-sided signs. Some of those items relieved a traveler’s ills: Bromo Quinine cold tablets, Bromo Seltzer for the tummy, liniments, Listerine, Mentholatum and Lavoris. Men’s garters and collar buttons were available, as well as cold cream, face powder, nail files and perfume for the ladies. Perhaps the most useful remedy available at the newsstands was tins of Cascaret. The advertising for these brown octagonal tablets—reputed to have a taste almost as pleasant as chocolate—promised to eliminate “Heartburn, Colic, Coated Tongue, Suspected Breath, Acid-rising-in-throat, Gas-belching, or an incipient Cold.”

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Cacarets – multi purpose ailment cure, sold at Fred Harvey Newsstands

Fred Harvey newsstands were a very successful business, and throughout the Harvey system, many survived long after lunchrooms and dining rooms had closed. Next time you walk into the Slaton Harvey House take a moment to observe another of Fred Harvey’s brilliant business initiatives. Mr. Harvey didn’t only “feed the trains” – he also provided for the personal needs and wants of the train passengers.

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The Waitress and The Whaler: A Love Story

August 5th, 2016 Posted by Uncategorized 0 thoughts on “The Waitress and The Whaler: A Love Story”

We are grateful for Rosa Latimer’s support of the Slaton Harvey House by serving on it’s board and providing wonderful ideas, offering illuminating stories for your reading pleasure.

(Such as below) and, coming soon, having her delightful play “The Harvey Girls” acted out in our own Harvey House. Here’s Rosa:

The year: 1913. The place: a Harvey House in the tiny New Mexico town of Rincon. The event was the wedding of a young nurse from Philadelphia to a handsome Frenchman from the island of Mauritius in the Indian Ocean. Given the limited travel opportunities of the time and inadequate long-distance communication (a century before Face Book!) how did this improbable union take place? Two words: Fred Harvey.

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Although generally Harvey rules banned Harvey Girls from dating Santa Fe men, even the mighty Fred Harvey couldn’t stop love! Joe Fondy worked as a cook at the Slaton Harvey House cook until he was old enough to work for the Santa Fe Railroad. On his runs to Sweetwater he met Harvey Girl Ethel Reeves. The family history tells us that when Ethel first saw Joe enter the Harvey House she declared that he was the best looking man she had ever seen and she intended to marry him. The wedding soon followed.


The bride, Gertrude McCormick and the groom, William Alexander Balmanno, were my grandparents. This very personal, true story set me on a path to pay tribute to the thousands of women who truly civilized the West – Harvey Girls.

Gertrude was an orphan who had finished nursing school in Philadelphia and after working a while, decided she wanted to go to Alaska. In early 1912 this would not be an easy accomplishment for a young single woman. Gertrude learned that Fred Harvey was hiring “educated women of good character” to work in his restaurants that stretched from Kansas across the Southwest to California. She recognized an opportunity to work her way toward Alaska, interviewed to be a Harvey Girl and promptly boarded a train to Rincon, New Mexico. I can only imagine the culture shock of leaving a city the size of Philadelphia and landing in this small railroad town in southern New Mexico. However, it wasn’t long before excitement entered Gertrude’s life when a tall, dark and very handsome young Frenchman came to town.

At the age of twelve William left his family on the island of Mauritius to work on whaling ships. Seventeen years later, he and a friend quit their whaling jobs in Vera Cruz, Mexico, and decided to walk to California. On the way, in Rincon, New Mexico, William took a job with the Santa Fe Railroad to earn money to finish his trip.
The lunch counter in this small Harvey House seated twenty-six, and there was no dining room. Most likely no more than six Harvey Girls worked in Rincon at any one time. The new railroad man who spoke with a heavy French accent must have caused quite a stir. Petite Gertrude caught his attention, and three months later, William and Gertrude married. They spent the rest of their lives in New Mexico, and William worked for the Santa Fe until his retirement.

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Maxine Cockrell started working at the Canadian, Texas Harvey House at age 15 when she was hired as a “salad girl” in the kitchen. Once she turned 18 years old she began her Harvey Girl duties at the lunch counter. There she met a local cowboy, Harold Wilson and after courting a few months the couple married and sold Harold’s horse to provide funds for a move to California. However, they soon returned to Texas so their first child would be born in their native state.


Of course this is just one Harvey Girl love story. In my writing I focus on personal Harvey Girl stories: the life situation that drew them away from home; the interesting and diverse people who crossed their paths and how these young women changed the culture of the west and southwest in so many ways. You can find all of this in my series of books: Harvey Houses of Texas, Harvey Houses of New Mexico and Harvey Houses of Kansas all published by The History Press and available wherever books are sold.

You can also enjoy the light-hearted, nostalgic story of Gertrude and other Harvey Girls in upcoming live performances of the play “Harvey Girls” performed in a dinner theater setting at the Slaton Harvey House. Performances are Friday, September 30 & Saturday, October 1, 2016 at 6:000 p.m. Tickets are $30/person (dinner and play) and reservations are required as seating is limited. For more information or to make your reservations, email slatonharveyhouse@gmail.com or call 806-828-5900.

Please join me for a truly enjoyable evening that will also serve as a fundraiser for the Harvey House along with the Slaton ISD and Post ISD theater departments.

Waiting for the Train – A Slaton Harvey Girl Love Story

June 29th, 2016 Posted by Uncategorized 0 thoughts on “Waiting for the Train – A Slaton Harvey Girl Love Story”

By Rosa Walston Latimer

Rose Heilers sat on the window sill of her second floor bedroom of the Harvey House in Slaton, Texas. She leaned against the glass so she could see further down the railroad track below. Since meeting Bill Farschon, a railroad man, a few months ago this is how she has spent many of her late evening hours – waiting for Bill. She smiled at the thrill of watching the train approach the depot, first just a small, dark dot on the horizon. As the dot grew larger she could hear the “clackity-clack” of the wheels on the steel track. The passenger train whistled as it crossed the final intersection before it slowed and rumbled into the train yard below. Rose could actually see Bill’s face when the train passed the smokestack beside the tracks. He was usually smiling. She liked to believe that he knew she was waiting for him and the smile was meant just for her. With the screech of brakes and a great puff of steam, Bill was home.

This description of a Harvey Girl overlooking the rail yard waiting for the man she loved is my fictionalized version of the story of a real Harvey Girl. Following is an excerpt from my book, Harvey Houses of Texas (The History Press, 2014) that tells the true story of Rose Hielers who lived on the second floor of the Slaton Harvey House and “fed the trains” in the restaurant below.

Rose Heilers Farschon
While spending the summer of 1936 in Slaton with her aunt, twenty-one-year-old Mary Rosina “Rose” Hielers heard there was an opening for a waitress at the Harvey House. Her Aunt Mattie recommended Rose for the job, and she was hired. Rose left her home and most of her family in Stratton, Nebraska, to become a Harvey Girl.

As with most Harvey Girls, Rose discovered working for Fred Harvey was a pleasant experience and was much more rewarding than her job as a sales clerk in the general merchandise store in Nebraska. Her hours there had been long, and the pay was meager. At the Harvey House, all of the employees were congenial, and the family atmosphere made being so far from home much easier. There were about twenty employees at this restaurant and newsstand, including the manager and his wife. The Harvey Girls lived on the second floor, and the manager’s wife acted as their house mother. Male employees lived in a separate building.

A job at the Harvey House was a special blessing, as jobs of any kind for women were hard to find in the mid-1930s. The young women were paid one dollar a day plus tips and received free room and board. They also enjoyed laundry service and received a pass to ride the Santa Fe anywhere in the United States. All of these benefits plus her salary were equal to twice as much as Rose’s previous income. “To be a Harvey Girl, you had to have good morals and be reasonably attractive,” Rose said. “You had to be modest and well mannered.” She also explained that a little bit of lip color was the only makeup allowed, and jewelry was not allowed. Rose met Bill Farschon on a blind date. They were married over sixty years before Bill passed away in 2002. Rose died 6 years later. She was a member of St. Joseph Catholic Church, the Altar Society and a charter member of Catholic Daughters. After restoration of the Harvey House in Slaton, Rose donated many personal items from her Harvey Girl days and enjoyed wearing a replica of her original black and white Harvey Girl uniform for special events.

Respected and loved by all who knew her, Rose Heilers Farschon is a fine example of the positive influence Harvey Girls had in the communities where they worked and lived. These women truly civilized the West!

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LITTLE RED CABOOSE, CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!

May 10th, 2016 Posted by Uncategorized 0 thoughts on “LITTLE RED CABOOSE, CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!”

By Jessica Kelly

Slaton Harvey House Caboose

Slaton Harvey House Caboose, Pre Restoration


As a child, bouncing along in our family’s VW van, I always looked forward to the times we passed a train. I loved joining in as all seven of us broke out in the same tune, gleefully singing about the “little red caboose behind the train, train, train, train.”

My generation saw few very little red cabooses, but when we did, it was a majestic and memorable sight to behold. There was just something magical about those rail cars and the mysteries they held.

As manager of the Slaton Harvey House Bed & Breakfast and Event Center, I have had many conversations with people about their memories of trains and train travel. With an enchanted sense of nostalgia, they reminisce… and their memories are almost always fond ones: eagerly anticipating the powerful engine pulling the train into the station; the conductor yelling “all aboard!”; stepping up onto the metal stool that put them into a “time travel machine” that whisked them from Slaton to Amarillo and back home again.

Other memories create the picture of a young boy running alongside the “iron horse” as it pulled away from the station, chasing his railroad worker father as Daddy went off to work… a tearful mother waving goodbye as her child left for war… a happy couple hugging after they step off the train to return home from their honeymoon…

As I imagine each memory shared, I always envision the same scene. There is a platform bustling with families in suit coats and long dresses. There are children carrying small, hard luggage cases as they excitedly await the train. There is a powerful steam engine — like the majestic “1809 Cotton Special” that graces the Slaton Square lawn — steam bursting and whistle blowing. And there — seemingly pushing the train along the track as it pulls out of the station — is the little red caboose.

Slaton Harvey House Caboose, east side

Slaton Harvey House Caboose, east side


No train illustration is complete without it. No movie involving a train would dare leave it off. Each of us, even those who have never seen a real-life caboose can envision it… a train pulls out of the station and the hero runs to the back, hanging dangerously off the caboose handrails, declaring his undying love to the maiden who weeps and waves goodbye from the platform, handkerchief in hand.

The caboose is romantic. It is nostalgic. It is surely one of the most iconic pieces of our nation’s history. It holds memories of the brakemen who looked out the cupola window, perched like birds, watching the train ahead for any sign of trouble. It represents an era of change, of travel, of civilization, and, for many, the heartache of watching the train lug their loved ones away.

In some ways, it represents a beginning. In other ways, it symbolizes the end.
I feel fortunate to look out the window each day to the wooden caboose that adorns the Harvey House lawn. It is truly a magnificent piece of history, and I look forward to its approaching restoration, so that all can see the beauty of an artifact that played such an important role in the establishment of our country.
Little Red Caboose, chug, chug, chug!
Little Red Caboose, chug, chug, chug!
Little Red Caboose behind the train, train, train, train.
Going down the track, track, track, track.
Bringing up the back, back, back, back,
Little Red Caboose behind the train!

CELEBRATE SLATON’S HERITAGE: HELP SAVE THE ‘LITTLE RED CABOOSE’
To donate to the restoration of the historic and rare red caboose, please call or email the Slaton Harvey House: 806-828-5900, slatonharveyhouse@gmail.com.

The Slaton Harvey House, a landmark Santa Fe Railroad facility built in 1912, was part of a chain of eating rooms created by Fred Harvey in 1876. The kitchen staff and hostesses — known as Harvey Girls — provided fine dining to passengers and townspeople alike for more than 30 years.

The two-story Mission Revival structure features concrete walls a foot thick and a parapet decorated with Santa Fe Railway symbols.

Today, the Slaton Harvey House has been restored to its former status as host to travelers, providing bed and breakfast service and an archive of Slaton’s railroad heritage artifacts. The beautiful building also serves as an intimate event center for meetings, conferences, and receptions.

Slaton Harvey House, 400 Railroad Avenue, Slaton, Texas; 806-828-5900; SlatonHarveyHouse@gmail.com
Little Red Caboose Restoration Project