THE Great North of Scotland and the Highland are
two railways that at first sight seem to have much in common. In
length of line they are not very unlike, as the Highland has 425 and
the Great North 316 miles; while in train mileage they are practically
identical, as each company runs between 850,000 and 900,000 miles in
the half year. The capital too in each case is about four and a half
millions sterling. Further, in each case the staple of the traffic
consists of sheep, cattle, and fish, reinforced in the summer by an
enormous influx of passenger traffic, both sportsmen and tourists.
Spite, however, of this superficial resemblance, the position of the
two companies is very dissimilar. The Highland is all main line, the
Great North all branches, a difference which of course rests upon a
difference in the territory which they respectively occupy. In all the
300 miles from Perth to Wick, except perhaps for the stretch from
Forres to Dingwall, there is hardly a square mile of really fertile
ground: Aberdeen and Banff, on the other hand, are perhaps at the
present time the most prosperous agricultural districts in Great
Britain. Yet again, in the Highland territory there is hardly such a
thing as a manufactory; the very hides of the beasts killed for the
London or Glasgow markets go south to be tanned: Aberdeen has a number
of flourishing industries.
The nearest analogue to the Great North
is possibly to be found in the Great Eastern. Substitute Aberdeen for
London, and reduce the scale throughout somewhat in similar
proportion, writing Keith and Elgin for Cambridge and Norwich,
Peterhead and Fraserburgh for Yarmouth and Lowestoft, Banff and
Lossiemouth for Cromer. and Felixtowe, and the Braemar Highlands for
the Norfolk Broads, and you have no bad idea of the Great North
position. There is another respect in which the analogy applies. The
Great North, like the Great Eastern, has turned over a new leaf of
recent years, and resolutely set itself to live down the reputation
acquired by long and patient continuance in ill-doing. That the
reputation was well deserved in the case of the Great North, there can
be no question. Many are the stories told of its despotic treatment of
passengers, who after all were neither foes nor criminals. For one
thing, its management steadily refused to effect a junction with the
line to Perth and the south. Though invited to take a share in the
construction of the present joint station, and to extend their line
into it, they persisted in remaining at Waterloo Station, which is now
their goods depot, a long way off down the quay, and thither all
passengers for the north had to transfer themselves and their luggage.
Not only so, but the Great North train was timed to leave almost
immediately after the south mail arrived, and passengers who failed to
get across as quickly as the mail bags were sternly shut out and
relentlessly left behind. On one occasion a director of the company,
finding himself locked out with the rest, and refusing to accept his
fate with resignation, smashed a window and got in that way. Another
time, Mr. Merry, a Scottish M.P. well known in his day, had the
mortification of seeing his wife and family go on without him, a
disappointment which he caused the company to regret some years after,
when they found him upon a Parliamentary Committee to which a Great
North Bill had been referred. Indeed the very first appearance of the
Great North on the scene in 1852 was in an attitude which was hardly
conciliatory. It had been permitted by Parliament to acquire
possession of the Aberdeen and Inverurie Canal, then the main highway
of the traffic of the district. Having got it, it promptly proceeded
to let the water out, in order to obtain access to Aberdeen along the
canal bed.
The Great North has, however, outgrown these youthful
indiscretions. Perhaps no line, not even the Lancashire and Yorkshire,
can boast of more rapid improvement in recent years. A decade back
every train stopped at every station, and to get to Elgin, So miles
from Aberdeen, took at least 41 hours. To-day, though the fastest
trains are run by a route 7 miles longer, they cover the distance in
just over 2 hours, or at all inclusive speed of 34 miles an hour
throughout. Considering that this is mainly over single line, with
five intermediate stops for certain, and five more conditional, it is
really more creditable to the company than many a through train timed
nearly half as fast again on an English main line. Moreover, though 34
miles an hour may not entitle a train in Great Britain to rank as
express, in France it would be ample to justify the company in
labelling it "rapide, premire classe sculement," while in Italy or the
United States they would unquestionably dignify it with the title of
"Lightning Express."
Needless to say, improvements so sweeping in
the train service have not been accomplished without corresponding
improvements in both engines and carriages. The new stock would do
credit to any line in Great Britain, and through coaches are now sent
every day in summer to Glasgow; so Lowlanders have the opportunity of
judging for themselves. Indeed it is not a little remarkable how good
the rolling-stock in out-of-the-way parts of the country often is. I
have travelled through the length and breadth of Great Britain, from
Penzance to Peterhead, from Strome Ferry to Cromer, and from Wick to
Weymouth, and I can honestly say that, with a possible exception in
favour of the Brecon and Merthyr, I have never, even in the most
outlandish parts, come across carriages which can equal in badness
those which the South-Eastern and the Chatham and Dover boldly run
year after year—our grandchildren will probably, if the timbers hold
together so long, be able to add, century after century—into their
termini in the heart of the metropolis.
Yet more remarkable than the
goodness of the Great North stock is the size of the works in which it
is built. The shops at Kittybrewster —the eponymous heroine of this
oddly-named place is believed to have been the keeper of an adjacent
toll—were only meant to do repairs, and were much too small for that;
and now that it has come to building new engines and carriages as
well, it is a wonder how matters arc ever kept going at all. The
erecting-shop only holds four engines, and half the work has
consequently to be done in the open air. Fortunately Scotchmen are
contented to let pass as mist what the effeminate Southron would
describe as drenching rain. The Kittybrewster engines have two
specialities. In addition to the accustomed damper, they have a series
of holes opening into the front of the fire-box immediately underneath
the boiler, and secondly, an ingenious arrangement of the valve-gear
brings the cylinders so close together that room is made for the
employment of a leading bogie with wheels of exceptionally large size.
The Great North, as has been said, is all branches. There is one
branch, however, that namely up Deeside, which has had one try at
being a main line already, and is likely some day to repeat the
attempt. A quarter of a century back, when the Caledonian was troubled
with growing pains in every part of its system from Aberdeen to
Greenock, it made an attempt to get hold of this line so as to
continue onward its route up Deeside, thence across the hills and down
one of the tributaries of the Don to Alford, and thus obtain an access
to Moray and Inverness behind the back of the Great North. This latter
company accordingly found itself in much the same position in which
the Great Western was placed some ten years later by the attempt of
the Midland to get hold of the Bristol and Exeter. It was forced in
self-defence to offer still better terms, and to-day the lucky Deeside
shareholders get about Jo per cent, for their money. We are not likely
again to see the scheme for a line to Alford mooted, but it is an open
secret, that but for the objection of an influential Aberdeenshire
proprietor, who occupies Balmoral and Abergeldie Castles and a good
deal of land in their vicinity, the railway would before now have been
carried forward from Ballater at least as far as Braemar. Thence one
bold scheme would have taken it right through the Cairngorms to
Aviemore, and so on to Inverness; but that road is now in the
possession of the Highland Company; so possibly an exit may be found
some day down Strath Avon, where the important town of Tomantoul is
clamouring for railway accommodation. Not that, to tell the truth, the
traffic of Lochnagar, or Glenlivat, or the other great distilleries of
the neighbourhood, is by any means a despicable item in railway
receipts. Some of them are said to turn out 2000 gallons of whiskey
per week. But there are cynics who declare that, yet more remarkable
than the amount of whiskey sent out, is the amount imported into the
district from Leith. If this be true, at least the railway need not
grumble, as it must get the carriage of the traffic both ways.
The speciality of the Deeside line is its tourist traffic; the
Buchan line, on the other hand, which runs due north from Aberdeen to
Maud Junction, and there subdivides to serve both Peterhead and
Fraserburgh, probably does not see a dozen tourists in a twelvemonth.
Fraserburgh subsists mainly on herrings; Peterhead has two additional
strings to its bow, whales and convicts. The convicts are occupied in
constructing a harbour of refuge, a mile or so south of the town, a
job that, from what I saw of the obstinacy of Peterhead granite, is
likely to last them for some time to come. As for the whales,
according to all precedent, they ought to come to Peterhead ships to
be killed. But of late years they have shown an increasing
disinclination to do so. In the last five years the value of the
produce of the whale-fishing, taking Peterhead and Dundee together,
has declined steadily and continuously from £88,000 in 1884 to £12,000
in 1888. Two reasons are given by the experts. The one that the ice
has in recent summers never broken up sufficiently to allow the whales
to be reached ; the other that the animals themselves have deserted
their old feeding-grounds. As we know, on the authority of Mr. Matthew
Arnold, it is their custom to
"Sail and sail with
unshut eye
Round the world for ever and aye."
One of these
voyages they appear to have undertaken lately, and to have sailed
through the North-West passage into the North Pacific. At least, the
American fleet from San Francisco, which fishes in Behring Straits,
has had very different luck from that which has befallen the Scottish
fishermen off the coast of Greenland.
Perhaps as Peterhead is an
out-of-the-way place, I shall not be wrong in assuming that some, at
least, of my readers are as ignorant on the subject of whale-fishing
as I was when I went there last spring, and so I may be pardoned if I
dwell on my own experiences. I was told that Captain David Gray, one
of the greatest authorities on Arctic navigation living, had caught
two whales on his last voyage, and so made, at least, some profit. The
whales yielded 22 tons of oil, worth about £20 per ton, say £450, and
in addition, 18 cwt. of whale-bone. I expressed my surprise that so
small a sum should cover expenses. "But you have not allowed," said my
informant, "for the bone." "But there is only 18 c\vt.; that cannot be
worth much," I answered. "About £rsoo," was the quiet reply. I thought
I must have misunderstood, but it turned out in further conversation
that £1600 to £1700 a ton was the current price for whalebone, and
that it had been known to fetch £2250,or say, in other words, is. 3d.
an ounce. [This last autumn the American fishery has also failed, and
"bone" is now quoted at about £2500.]
It was excusable to feel a
desire to see so valuable a commodity in its natural state. I did just
know that the bone (as it seems to be always called) was not bone at
all, but a substance existing nowhere else in nature; that it was
attached, so to speak, on a hinge, and lay inside the upper jaw of the
whale; and that when he blows out the water which has been allowed to
flow in through his open mouth, it falls down across it like a
portcullis and so prevents the minute creatures which form his food
from escaping. But I certainly was not prepared for what I saw. The
individual pieces were some of them as much as 12 or 14 feet in
length. They were perhaps ten inches to a foot broad at the bottom,
and tapered to a point at the top. Down the centre of each ran a
strong rib, and the edges on either side were fringed with coarse
hair. The weight would be some 10 lbs. or thereabouts apiece. It gave
one a startling idea of the size of the animal to imagine a row of
these great palisades, which would reach from the floor to the ceiling
of any ordinary room, swinging up and down every minute inside his
closed mouth.
Whale oil is by no means so attractive a subject of
investigation as whale-bone. When the animal is killed, the blubber,
or layer of fat which wraps it round and keeps it warm, is cut into
great pieces, and thrown into the tanks which line the hold of the
vessel throughout, and there it remains till the vessel gets home.
Then it is taken out, and, under the joint influence of heat and
pressure, the oil is extracted. Fresh blubber is said to be good
eating, but anything more horrible than the smell of a great vat full
of rancid blubber it is impossible to conceive, Whale oil, or seal
oil, for they are much the same, has but one use. It all goes to
Dundee to soften the jute fibres, and prevent them from breaking in
the process of manufacture.
Peterhead, spite of the failure of its
whale fishery, has by no means a depressed look; and this is the more
remarkable, seeing that the herring industry is depressed as well. For
if the town has suffered from a dearth of whales, it has suffered even
more from a plethora of herrings. Five years back, in 1884, the catch
was so tremendous that all the Continental markets were glutted; the
price of a barrel of fish fell to a point that hardly paid for the
empty cask; and only last year did the demand at length once more
overtake the supply. It is strongly urged, however, by those who
should know, that the loss has been caused largely by bad management.
At present, the herrings, if not taken for immediate consumption, are
shipped to Hamburg, there to be put into store, in order that the
curers may be able to obtain advances on their bills of lading.
This, it is argued, is a radically faulty system. The interest of
Hamburg is that of buyers; they will naturally wish to depress prices
as low as possible. Granted that it is necessary for the curers to be
able to obtain advances on their fish as soon as possible, the need
should be met by the establishment in the fishing ports of a system of
warrant stores, such as exists in all the great iron- producing
centres. The oldest and most famous of these is Connal's store in
Glasgow. Passengers into the Central Station there may notice, on
their left hand just before they cross the river, a large enclosure
filled with stacks of pig-iron, amounting probably, as a rule, to
hundreds of thousands of tons. This is Connal's store, or at least one
of them, and into it any maker may send his iron, on payment of a
small sum for rent and expenses. For every 500 tons - 200 tons first,
and 300 tons second quality—he obtains a warrant, and on the
production of this instrument, he can in a moment either sell his iron
or raise money on it in any part of the world. So much do the Scottish
makers appreciate the advantages of the system, and such haste do they
use to avail themselves of it, that it is sometimes jocularly alleged
that the railway trucks have their bottoms burnt out by the pigs that
are hurried off to the store before they have had time to cool. It may
be added that, if any one wishes to secure a princely income without
exertion and without risk, he can hardly do better than open a warrant
store. Nothing is needed except an office and a couple of clerks, and
of course, in addition, a name that shall be known throughout
Christendom, and a credit as unassailable as that of the Bank of
England.
It is not, however, in a herring-store at home that the
fishing ports of the North of Scotland have hitherto sought salvation.
Rather have they tried to find it in sending away a larger portion of
their catch in the form either of fresh or kippered herrings. This
latter trade both at Peterhead and at Wick is at present advancing by
leaps and bounds. As for wet fish, it also is going south in
increasing quantities, more especially from the series of small
fishing towns lying along the shore of the Moray Firth. A new railway,
known as the Buckie Extension, has been opened within the last year or
two, and a series of excellent small harbours has been built by the
public-spirited enterprise of Lady Gordon Cathcart and other local
proprietors, with the result that, from the mouth of the Spey, almost
as far round as Banff, the little towns of Port Gordon, Buckle,
Portessie, Portknockie, Cullen, and half a dozen more, are all as
prosperous and contented as well can be. We are often told that it is
the railway rates which strangle the fishing industry. It would be
more accurate to say that it is to the railway rates that the fishing
industry owes it that it exists at all. At Peterhead, for example, an
old resident complained that, whereas he used formerly to be able to
buy a fine cod for is., now that the fishermen could send away their
catch by train, he was forced to pay not less than 25. 6d. to 3s. 6d.
As for Wick and Thurso, till the railway got there, it was never worth
while catching the herrings at all, unless they were in good enough
condition to be fit for curing.
Here is the evidence brought forward
in favour of what is now the Highland line when it was first proposed
in the year 1846. If the line were made, it is pointed out, "the
haddock, cod, turbots, skates, soles, and shell-fish of the Moray
Firth might be in Manchester and its neighbourhood about 12 hours
after leaving the water, and the ton of fish which they now pay about
£14 to £18 for, would cost them but £6 or £7, for at this moment it
might be purchased at the boats for £3, and £3 more would see it
unladen in Manchester market." The prophecy has turned out remarkably
correct as far as the railways are concerned. Fish leaving Buckle on
the Moray Firth at 1.40 by the Highland road, or twenty minutes later
by the rival route, is in Manchester under 14 hours, and the rate is
just about £3 a ton. But the widening of the area supplied has raised
immensely the initial cost of the fish. Even herrings are worth
perhaps twice £3; as for soles and turbots their value is much more
like £3 per cwt. Nor does the prophet appear to have foreseen how
large a sum would be needed for what the fish trade euphemistically
describes as "expenses of distribution."
Let us see what the railway
charges really are, and then what the companies have to do to earn
them. Without going into intricate details of classification, owner's
risk or companies' risk, and so forth, it will probably be
sufficiently accurate to say that a ton of herrings, haddock, whiting,
or cod, will be delivered in Billingsgate market from the north of
Scotland—a distance of not less than 600 miles—for 4. In other words,
the company receives about three halfpence for carrying a ton of fish
one mile. The average rate for a ton of merchandise is probably about
the same; for a ton of coal about one halfpenny. To put the figures in
a form perhaps more interesting to the ordinary consumer: the cost of
carriage increases the value of the 10 lb. cod, which was worth
half-a-crown retail in Peterhead, to as much as 2s. 10d. in London. No
doubt the benevolent fishmonger deeply laments his inability to supply
this fish to his hungry customers at any less price than half a
sovereign; still, it is not quite fair for him to tell them that this
inability is caused by the amount of the railway charges.
Of course,
however, it is always possible that the rates, though only a fl-action
of the retail cost of the fish, do really bring in to the companies an
unfair and unnecessary percentage of profit. To judge whether this is
so or not, consider how the traffic is actually worked. The fishing
fleet gets in, say to Peterhead and Fraserburgh, at nine o'clock in
the morning. The fish are sorted out on the quay, sold by auction,
packed and sent up to the station, They are loaded instantly upon
trucks, and by one o'clock an engine starts from each place with
perhaps 20 tons of fish. A dozen miles off at Maud Junction, the two
trains of, say, 15 trucks are united, and thence they arc run away
straight for the markets of the south a special train for 600 miles at
express speed throughout. It will probably be a week before the empty
trucks get home again. To show the solicitude with which the fish
traffic is watched over, let me narrate a personal experience. I left
Peterhead for London one day last spring by the 2.45 P.M. train. A few
miles outside Aberdeen we were stopped, and learnt that the fish
special, which had started in front of us, had broken down. Matters
were, however, soon put right; the fish train and the passenger train
were amalgamated, and we ended in reaching Aberdeen only about 20
minutes late. Meeting there the superintendent of the line, who was on
the look-out for our arrival, I expressed my regret that the London
express would be delayed. "Oh, never mind the express," was his reply;
"what I want to do is to get the fish special away to Perth in front
of you." This in the result proved impossible, but it ran through
Perth and got in front while the passenger train was marshalling. The
ordinary earnings of an English goods train are about 6s. per mile.
Will any one say that as., which would be about the gross receipts of
a fish special such as that described above, is an extravagant sum?
But it is probable that the companies would be only too well satisfied
to compound for an average of a good deal less. Supposing the 14
trucks had only been 8 or 9. They would still have been too much for
the passenger train to take, and would have required the services of
an engine to themselves. So that, in fact, while the expenditure
remained constant, the receipts would have been diminished almost
one-half. Yet worse, supposing the fish had never come at all. Take an
actual case. The station master at a fishing port telegraphs that a
heavy catch of fish is expected that morning. In hot haste an engine
is ordered out, and a train of trucks got ready and sent down some 60
or 70 miles from Aberdeen. The wind changes, and the boats cannot get
in, and after waiting about for hours till it is too late to think of
catching the next day's market, engine and trucks go back to Aberdeen
empty-handed. Here is a dead loss of say £5 to the company, which must
in fairness be balanced against the £20 or £30 it will earn as its
share of the receipts for the next consignment.
The Buckie Extension line from Portsoy to Fochabers is a beautiful
road, but the Spey at its mouth is by no means an attractive river. To
see its real beauty one must take the old inland routc and cross the
stream where at Craigellachie it leavcs the mountains for the open
plain, or better still turn up the Strathspey branch to join the
Highland Railway at Boat of Garten.
Railway managers, with all their
enterprise to attract tourists, hardly, I think, do as much as they
might to give them the full benefit of the scenery they pass through.
So at least it struck me, as I travelled one lovely day last May on
the engine along the Strathspey line, Of course, the footplate of the
engine—always supposing one has no special interest in the working of
injectors or dampers or what not, to distract one's attention just as
one ought to catch a glimpse up the mouth of a glen— is the best place
possible from which to see the landscape. But then accommodation on
the footplate is very strictly limited. In an ordinary railway
carriage, even if one has the good luck—a thing probably not as a rule
desired by railway companies—to have it all to oneself, one really
sees little of the scenery through which the train passes. Even coup/s
have their outlook blocked by the end of the carriage in front. The
saloons run on the Highland line are better, but the seats face inward
instead of outward, and moreover, they are only available for
first-class passengers. There is really no reason why "observation
waggons," as the St. Gothard authorities term them, with glass sides
and all the seats facing forward, should not be run on lines such as
the Strathspcy or the Highland, the Callander and Oban, or the Settle
and Carlisle. It would of course be necessary to turn them round at
the end of their journey, but there is no great difficulty in this.
Further, they would have to be taken off in winter, but then there is
not a line in the kingdom which has not a good deal of its rolling
stock standing idle in winter even as it is.
The scenery, however,
was not the only thing that impressed me that morning on Spey-side. As
the train ran into Aberlour Station, there was an unusual number of
people, and an unusual excitement on the platform, with an amount of
luggage that even in August would have been considered respectable.
The large square wooden boxes with their big printed labels, "Anchor
Line —not wanted on voyage," soon told their own tale. It was a party
of emigrants en route for New York; "going away," as the engine-driver
phrased it with the pathos of simplicity. Not indeed as friendless
outcasts, for the laird himself—who probably knew something as to the
contents of those substantial boxes-had come down to see them off, and
wrung their hands as he wished them God speed; and when, a moment
afterwards, the train sped unconcernedly on its way, all along the
line for several miles, at the door of every cottage, from which the
blue wreath of peat smoke curling up showed there was some one at
home, friends had gathered to wave their hands and wish them once more
good-bye. It was well, no doubt, that they should go. The "divine
discontent," if one may borrow the expression, which forbids the
peasant of to-day to accept the condition of his ancestors a century
ago, so a Government Inspector wrote at the time, the Aberdeenshire
peasants used to save themselves from starvation by bleeding their
half-starved cattle at the end of a long winter—was thrusting them out
into a wider world, where fate is less stern than among the rugged
Grampians. And beautiful though the valley might look, when the
brilliant green of birch and larch stood out from the broom and the
anemones at their feet against the dark background of firs, the scene
in the long dreary months of winter, when the sun never tops the
hills, and the firs claim the foreground, with no background but snow,
must be quite otherwise.
One thing, however, it was impossible not
to regret. The labels on the luggage were not for our own colonies,
but for the United States. Where Lady Gordon Cathcart has set so good
an example, other Highland proprietors at least might follow it and
see that the surplus population of their straths and glens, the flower
of the British army in the wars of the beginning of the century, is
not lost to Greater Britain in the newer battles of commerce with
which the century closes.
There was another thing which much
impressed me on the Spey-side line, as it always does in every part of
the Highlands, and that was the admirable postal connections. Imagine
a mail leaving Aberdeen at 3.30 A.M., and picking up and putting out
its bags all along the route—in order that the fishermen of the Banff
coast may find their Edinburgh and Glasgow letters awaiting them when
they come down to breakfast. Yet more remarkable, imagine that from
Inverness to Wick, through that "desert of silence," as Mr. Foxwell
appropriately terms Caithness, the Highland Company hurries the mails
faster than the Italian lines can convey the international special
train to Brindisi, faster than the German and the Belgian Governments,
with the assistance of the cizemin defer du Nord, can forward their
passengers from Aix to Calais. Till some one can point out a better, I
shall venture to believe that the combined rail and steamboat mail
services to the Western coast, and to Skye and the Lews, are unmatched
in the world.
That they do not pay directly may be taken for
granted. The postal subsidy of the Great North is nearly £18,000 a
year, while that of the Highland is no less than £55,000, and probably
all the postage stamps used throughout their territory would not cover
this sum. But for all that few would be so foolish as to grudge the
money. The Postmaster-General, with his omnipresent mail bags, and his
yet more obtrusive parcel-post hampers —I saw six huge ones landed
from the Orkney steamer one evening last June—is a far more efficient
representative of the central government than any Secretary of State
for Scotland, and is doing more to cement the Union than any Scottish
Home Rule League can do to break it. If one has any objection to make,
it is that the Post Office does not direct towards the improvement of
our intercourse with Australia and Canada the same statesmanlike
liberality which it has shown in its dealings with the Highlands of
Scotland.
But we must get back to Aberdeen, and without stopping to
notice its cotton, linen, and jute mills, or even its more important
paper works—no favourites of the lairds these, for their owners
manufacture paper from Swedish wood pulp, alleging that local wood is
too full of resin to be used, and then poison the trout in the streams
with the refuse—we must just cast a glance at the granite quarries. Of
these one of the largest and most famous is that at Kemnay, some dozen
miles from Aberdeen, whence came the granite used in the construction
of the great Forth Bridge.
The quarry, which is 200 feet deep, is
situated on the top of a hill, and the stone, after being hoisted up
from the bottom, is let down along a steep incline to the railway in
trucks, which are worked by a stationary engine with a wire rope. Big
blocks, and some of them are enormous, are raised with cranes, smaller
ones are hoisted by an ingenious machine termed a "Blondin," but which
looks not unlike a safety bicycle, that runs up and down on a wire
cable stretched from top to bottom at an angle of 45°. One of these
machines will run down the whole 200 feet in 18 seconds, and come back
to the top, bringing with it a couple of tons of stone, in just over a
minute. Sometimes, however, a successful blast detaches blocks so big
that no machinery can move them, and they have to be broken up. One
that we measured was i8 feet by 16 by 12, and would weigh some 300
tons. The biggest pieces mostly go into Aberdeen to be shaped into
columns or tombstones or pedestals the next size will make doorsteps
or lintels ; a smaller size will do for kerbstones; last of all, the
fragments are broken up into "setts," as they are termed, for street
pavement. As for the mere chips, which in an ordinary country would
fetch a high price for road-metal, they lie about in heaps of
thousands of tons, and any one who will be so good as to take them
away will be warmly welcomed. I noticed that the kerbstones were being
finished with what seemed to n-ic quite unnecessary precision, for,
needless to say, granite is not a material in which a workman gets
very rapidly "forrarder," and asked the reason. To my surprise, the
foreman replied that in this particular branch Norway was underselling
Aberdeen in the London market. Unless the kerbstones were both better
finished and sold for less money than used to be asked, it would be no
good expecting to sell them at all. Indeed, not only London, but
actually Aberdeen itsc1f, imports foreign granite, but in this case
the reason is to obtain varieties of colour that the local quarries do
not afford.
We have left to the last what is after all the main
industry of Aberdeenshire, namely, cattle raising. The whole district
is, in the words of one of its leading agriculturalists, one great
beef-factory. Not that the factory is by any means an old- established
one. In 1779, Mr. Andrew Wright, who travelled through the country as
surveyor to the Commissioners on the Annexed Estates, declared that it
was no wonder the sheep were small, as he "could observe no grass till
he alighted and put on his spectacles." In 1786 the "valued rent of
the whole shyre of Aberdene" was 619,418. In these days the cattle
were driven southwards to fatten. But then came the introduction of
sown grasses and turnips, and in 1812 the rental of the country had
risen to over L300,000. The farmers could now keep their beasts at
home and fatten them themselves. But what it must have cost to get
them to market—not, of course, to Manchester or London, but to
Edinburgh or Glasgow—may be judged from contemporary English evidence.
A beast driven up from Norfolk to London, so a tenant on the Holkham
estate declared, took a fortnight on the road and lost three guineas
in value. From Hockliffe in Bedfordshire, less than 50 miles from
London, said a witness before a House of Lords committee in 1837, 1500
cattle and 1000 sheep are driven up weekly to Smithfield market.. The
charge is 7s. a head for cattle and is. for sheep ; and, besides, the
animals suffer "injury incalculable. . . . Cattle are constantly left
at every town on the road, where they are sold for what they will
fetch." From Braybrooke, near Market Harboro', said another witness,
"the charge for driving is 7s. in summer and Ss. in winter, but he
would be glad to pay 17s. for railway condition. He had always
understood that a sheep driven So miles wasted 8 lbs., that is a
stone." No wonder that the shrewd Aberdeenshire farmers were glad to
avail themselves of railway transit as early as possible.
But to-day
they have got far beyond the stage of merely sending the cattle of
their own raising to market. The country could never raise nor even
feed all the beasts which it despatches southwards. Many years back
the farmers took to bringing in store cattle from Ross-shire. Then
when Ross-shire learnt to fatten for itself, they vent further afield
and imported from Ireland. When this source of supply in turn was
closed by pleuro-pneumonia, they started a company and chartered ships
to fetch store cattle from Canada. And to feed the Canadian beasts and
enrich the pastures over which they roam, ships from all quarters of
the globe pour into the Aberdeen harbour feeding stuffs and manures. A
vessel may be seen discharging bones from the River Plate alongside of
another loaded with maize and cotton-cake from Baltimore, or a third
freighted with locust beans from Alexandria. It shows the importance
of the industry that one of the fiercest fought railway battles of
this generation was the case of the Aberdeen Manure Company v. the
Great North of Scotland, which turned on the question whether the
wording of its Act of Parliament compelled the railway company to
carry artificial guano, worth probably £7 or £8 a ton, at the rate
which was fixed for ordinary farm-yard manure. The importance may be
shown in another way. In December, 1888, the North British carried to
London, for the Christmas market alone, 1016 head of cattle in six
special trains composed of 96 trucks. For Christmas, 1889, the
Caledonian Company took 1048 head in 187 trucks, for the custom is
that East and West Coast divide the Christmas traffic turn and turn
about. In addition the Midland secured 334 head in 58 trucks. It
should be added, as the cost of driving beasts in the old days has
been given-7s. for 50 miles— that the modern rate per head for ten
times the distance is about a sovereign.
If the Great North is
pre-eminently a cattle line, the specialty of the Highland might be
said to be its traffic in sheep, of which it carried last year over a
quarter of a million head. But that would be only a very partial
account of the matter. Railways may have done much for Aberdeenshire,
but they have done far more for Ross and Cromarty and Sutherland. It
is the railway, and not General Wade and his roads, that the
Highlander should really lift up his hands to bless. Forty years back
it cost 6s. a quarter to get the barley grown in Badenoch down to
Inverness, while to bring a ton of coal up again was worth from £1 to
25s. Here is another sample from the brave-days of old. "Hundreds and
even thousands of packages, containing each but a few brace of birds,
lie daily throughout the season waiting their turn for transmission by
coach and steamer, until it would be far better that the birds had
never been killed, or that they had been thrown into the rivers."
Nowadays the railway is sued for damages if the salmon that was caught
or the grouse that was shot in the furthest corner of Ross-shire on
the Monday afternoon is not punctually delivered in Leadenhall or
Billingsgate markets on the Wednesday morning.
Indeed it might
fairly be argued that the Highland Company suffers in public
estimation through the excess of its own virtue. The admirable service
which has brought Wick, Thurso, and Portree within little more than
twelve hours of Glasgow, often leads us to forget how deep is the gulf
that yawns between them. We compare the Highland with the Caledonian
and the North- Western, and we grumble if it falls short of our
standard. The fairer comparison would be with some American or
Australian "backwoods" line. The States have a significant railway
term which is not in use in England. What we call a stopping or
ordinary train, what the French call a train omnibus, the Americans
describe as an "accommodation" train; in other words, their lines have
been built for goods traffic, to afford an outlet to the markets of
the great towns for the agricultural or mineral products of the
neighbouring country. Passengers are almost an afterthought, and
passenger trains are run rather for their accommodation as a favour
than with an eye to profit. No American would expect from the Missouri
and Pacific or the Wabash the same class of services that are given by
the Pennsylvania or the New York Central. Out west, if they only get
one passenger train in the twenty-four hours they make the best of it;
if they get two, they are content with three, they may consider
themselves unusually well served; while as for speed, they are
satisfied to label "express" anything that can reach an inclusive
speed of 20 miles an hour. Tried by a somewhat similar standard, the
Highland Company would be found to give most generous facilities.
To
show how impossible it is to compare it on all-fours with an English
line, let us set it side by side with a company of about the same
nominal length of line, the Lancashire and Yorkshire. The Highland has
425 miles, all but 8 of them single line; the Lancashire and Yorkshire
has 514, of which all but 224 are double or more than double. The
capital in the former case is £4,700,000; in the latter it is just ten
times as large. The English company's half-yearly income is over two
millions, that of its Scotch contemporary a good deal under two
hundred thousand. Not to elaborate the point too far, let it just be
added that, to work its traffic, the Highland Company has 85 engines,
while the Lancashire and Yorkshire has no less than 1050; and that,
spite of all efforts to keep down the mileage, the Highland engines
can only earn 4s. 4d. a mile, while the Lancashire and Yorkshire can
secure on every mile an extra shilling. Southerners mostly see the
Highland trains in August, when they are full enough in all
conscience; they must have a very different look for at least eight
months in the year. A railway newspaper chronicled a short time back
that, no later in the season than the last week of September, the
London Mail arrived at Oban, a much more frequented place than Wick or
Strome Ferry, without a solitary passenger.
Let us see, however,
what sort of service the Highland Company does in fact give. Tam, on
the Dornoch Frith, is 638 miles from Euston, and has four through
connections every day, averaging over 29 miles an hour throughout. To
Strome, 677 miles from King's Cross, as well as to Wick, which is 768,
the speed of the best train is well over 34. Compare this with points
nearer home. No one will accuse the North-Western either of want of
liberality or of bad management. Brink- low, Shilton, and Bulkington
are three consecutive stations on the main line of the first railway
company in the world. They lie just north of Rugby at an average
distance of 91 miles from Euston. They have only five connections in
the day, and the average speed is a little over 36.
The Highland
Company is not unfrequently the object of severe reproaches from the
inspecting officers of the Board of Trade for its sins both of
omission and of commission. It ignores the block system; it will have
nothing to do with train staff or train tablet, but works its traffic,
as does also its neighbour the Great North in most parts, on the
old-fashioned system of telegraphic crossing orders; its facing points
are often unprovided with locking-bars, in some cases they are not
even interlocked with the signals. If an attempt were made to open a
new railway without any or all of these modern improvements, the Board
of Trade would peremptorily refuse its license. The line being opened,
all the department has hitherto been able to do is to protest, and
that it has done both frequently and vigorously. Nor is this the only
subject for its strictures. The Board of Trade objects to pilot
engines "banking" up a train from behind. They do not hesitate to use
two "bank" engines on the Highland when they want them. It objects to
mixed trains altogether. If it had its own way, mixed trains would
cease to exist, or at least be reduced to one or two passenger
carriages attached, and always attached in front, to very short goods
trains, all of whose trucks would be fitted with screw couplings. The
Highland line sets all these scruples at defiance. Most of its trains
are mixed, some of them very mixed indeed, and the passenger carriages
are always in the rear. I came into Inverness not long since from the
North in a train of 35 goods trucks followed by seven passenger
coaches. I remarked to the guard that this was a good deal. "Long
train, sir," was his reply; "why, we took in 50 trucks on this train
last night, and I've seen me come in with 70."
Now let it be at once
frankly admitted that all this elaborate apparatus of precaution does
add somewhat to the safety of railway travelling. A tour on the
Highland, while far from being as perilous as a run on the main line
of the Paris and Lyons in the neighbourhood of Dijon, and still
further from being as venturesome as a progress in a Russian Imperial
special, must evidently be less absolutely safe than a journey on an
express on a great English line. For all that, speaking as a frequent
traveller who values his own life at least as highly as the President
of the Board of Trade is likely to value other people's, I must
confess that my own sympathies are very largely with the railway
company. The public, as represented by the Board of Trade, arc asking
to eat their cake and have it too. After all, safety is only a
question of degree. The Queen, many years back, wrote a letter
expressing her desire that the safety of the meanest of her subjects
should be cared for as her own. The thing is impossible. If pilot
engines were sent in advance, if points were to be locked and bolted,
goods traffic on the opposite line suspended, and so forth, every time
each one of her subjects travelled, nine-tenths of them would have to
stop at home entirely, and the trade of the kingdom would be
absolutely paralysed. It needs no argument to show that, though all
these precautions, which are specially taken for the sake of one
exceptionally valuable life, do certainly reduce the risk of
travelling to proportions even more homoopathic than usual, it would
be absurd to employ them under ordinary circumstances.
To apply this
argument to the case of the Highland. Unquestionably the signalling of
the line might be made as elaborately perfect as it is on the Great
Northern. It is only a question of money. Still, the money cost of a
like reorganization was sufficiently serious not long since to
determine the Great Northern, the Midland, and the Sheffield, to close
the Winsford branch of the Cheshire Lines to passenger traffic
altogether, rather than incur it. The Highland could scarcely adopt
quite so drastic a course, but at least it would resolve, with
competition to right, and competition to left, with the Caledonian
tapping the west coast traffic at Oban, with the West Highland on the
one side, and the Great North applying for a new line from Elgin to
Inverness on the other, to refrain entirely from new extensions. To
all appeals for branches to Ullapool or to Gairloch it would turn a
deaf car. As for the suppression of mixed trains, there can be no
doubt that it would mean the withdrawal of a large portion of the
passenger facilities now enjoyed. The passenger receipts are probably
under 2s. a mile. Deduct the earnings of the expresses in summer,
which must carry traffic worth ten times that amount, and the ordinary
trains for the rest of the year probably do not average is. a mile;
north of Helmsdale or west of Dingwall, perhaps not sixpence. And at
this price passenger trains will not be run at all. If the people of
Sutherland had the question fairly put before them, which would they
choose? One train a day and no risk, or four times as many in return
for a safety fractionally less absolute.
"Well, but," it will be
said, "at least the passengers might be put in front, and engines need
not be attached behind." Nor need they, if passengers are not in a
hurry. But it requires no argument to show that, if a train has to
stop at the top of an incline for the engine in front to uncouple and
run back on to the opposite line, it takes five minutes more than if
an engine behind is simply hitched off and drops back without the
train stopping at all ; and that means ten minutes' delay between
Perth and Inverness. Again, you may put passenger coaches in front
instead of behind the goods trucks, but in that case you must allow an
extra seven or eight minutes at every station where shunting has to be
done. For you must always begin by drawing up your passenger coaches
at the platform, in order that passengers may get in and out; then you
must put them across on to the other line, or into a siding; then come
back to do the shunting, and when that is finished, go across once
more to fetch the carriages. And seven or eight minutes at each of
sixty stations between Perth and Wick means, in other words, seven or
eight hour.
It is within my own knowledge that one of the great
English companies was forced not long since, by the impossibility of
complying with the-Board of Trade requirements in this respect, to
abandon mixed trains altogether on one of its country branches. It now
works its goods and its passengers separate; and no doubt the Board of
Trade is well satisfied that this should be so. But the extra expense,
which was a flea-bite to the English company, would be ruination to
the Highland. And if the Highland dividend was brought down to
nothing, who would suffer most in the long run? The Highland
shareholders, or the Highland customers? Is the game really worth all
this candle? Put the question this way: How many men, having missed
the last train, would hesitate to accept with gratitude a lift in the
brake of a coal train? But to travel in a brake is unquestionably much
more risky than in a first-class carriage; Or, again, was it a crime
to risk the precious life of His Imperial Majesty the Shah of Persia
over the roughly laid contractor's lines along the Manchester Ship
Canal? And if not, why may we not be content on-an out-of-the- way
line with a practical instead of a theoretical standard of safety?
Apparently, however, the Highland will be compelled to conform to the
theoretical standard ere long. Though, hitherto, the Board of Trade
could only advise and request, henceforward, under the terms of the
Railway Regulation Act, 1889, they are empowered to order any company
to adopt block-working, to interlock its signals, and to use automatic
brakes. In a circular recently issued they have given notice that
every company will be required within a year or eighteen months to
adopt all these precautions. In other words, speaking broadly, the
lines in Ross and Caithness are to be brought up to the same standard
of efficiency as is found on the main lines outside Euston or St.
Pancras. Mixed trains are to be forbidden altogether, unless in
exceptional circumstances, and in no case must the number of goods
trucks exceed half the total number of vehicles on the train. Such is
in plain terms the purport of the new circular, which adds, it should
be said, a clause to the effect that the Board, before giving final
orders, will be glad to hear from any company which has any objection
to offer. As may be seen from what has gone before, to my mind,
companies in the position of the Highland will have every objection.
They will be able to point out that the new regulations, strictly
enforced, would make their traffic unworkable, or workable only at a
cost equal to or greater than the whole earnings of their railway.
It is easy to see the line which the Board of Trade reply will take.
They will say, "Our concern is not with dividends, but with safety
public opinion demands these precautions in the interest of the public
safety, our business is only to act as the mouthpiece of the public."
And there will of course be a good deal of weight in the answer. But
if the companies are referred to public opinion for a final decision,
they will have- to take care that the public has before it the
materials for deciding fairly. It is not merely a case of safety v.
dividends, but a case of setting up for universal adoption, at the
risk of the withdrawal of a large portion of the facilities at present
enjoyed, a theoretic standard of perfection as ridiculously out of
place in remote districts as an improved wood-pavement would be in the
back lane of the pettiest country village.
In one respect, and that
a most important one, the Highland comes up to the highest standard.
Whatever accidents may happen, they are not likely to be caused by any
avoidable defect in engines or carriages. Of the new third-class
carriages, Mr. Foxwell declares that "they are equal to the very
newest of the wealthiest English companies," and his praise is not
exaggerated. As for the engines, Crewe and Derby and Doncaster may
equal, but cannot surpass in power of hauling heavy loads at high
speeds, and can hardly equal in perfection of grooming, the iron
steeds which are turned out by the Inverness stable. Perhaps when a
loco-superintendent has only SS engines, and can keep them all close
under his own eye, he not only takes more pride in them, but can look
after them better than when they are numbered by thousands and
scattered in running sheds all over the country from Bournemouth to
Carlisle. Among the peculiarities of the Highland engines may be noted
the fact that the chimney is double, and that in the front of the
outer casing there are louvres, in order to counteract the effect of a
high wind in checking the draught through the fire, a serious matter
often in the wild Highland country. Another peculiarity, not visible
externally however, is that some of the engines have their smoke-box
roofed in, so to speak, with a grating a few inches below the foot of
the chimney. This is found to arrest the sparks without tending, like
spark-catchers on the top of the chimney, to check the draught.
A
break-down on a railway is always a serious thing; but much more so
when the line is single and there is no alternative route. So the
Highland appliances for dealing with interruptions of traffic are of
the most elaborate nature. At Inverness there is kept a steam
break-down crane, which can work from either end, lift a weight of 15
tons, and swing it round in a circle, with a radius of 25 feet, and
can move itself, if necessary, while at work, from one place to
another. The machine must have cost some thousands of pounds; but as
the use of it may obviate the necessity of throwing. three or four
damaged carriages over an embankment in order to clear the line, the
money may, no doubt, some day be proved to have been well spent.
Attached to the truck on which the crane is mounted is a large and
roomy van, whose interior looks a good deal like the model of an
emigrant's hut. On every side are cupboards and lockers filled with
provisions for. the break-down gang. Here is a tin of coffee, there a
cheese, in the corner yonder is a cask of biscuits. Everything down to
the smallest detail is ready on board, and all is prepared for an
instant start.
Accidents fortunately happen seldom, but snow blocks
are almost of annual occurrence. Among the rolling stock. enumerated
in the half-yearly reports, there figure fifteen snow-ploughs. Many
passengers coming up through the Pass of Killiecrankie, probably the
finest railway view in Great Britain, will have observed a whole batch
of them at Blair Athole. But far worse than the sheltered valleys of
Perthshire are the bleak mosses of Caithness. Here in some parts the
line is protected by a double row of snow fences.
At one point near
Halkirk I noticed what looked like the roof of a shed only about three
feet in height erected on the slope of the cutting through which the
railway ran. That this structure had some connection with snow was
obvious, but it was not easy to understand its mariner of action. I
have' since learnt that it was a trial length of an if snow-fence"
patented by a Lancashire gentleman, Mr. W. L. Howie, and that its
object is not merely to intercept the snow and keep it off the line,
but to prevent snow-drifts from forming at all. Mr. Howie reasons as
follows: drifts form in cuttings because the wind passes over the top,
and allows the snow to fall through the still air to the ground below.
A wind blowing along the surface of level ground drives the snow
before it and prevents it from packing. Accordingly, to prevent
snow-blocks from winds blowing across the line, against which alone
provision need be made, he constructs a roof, whose ridge, so to
speak, projects far enough out of the cutting to catch the wind and
deflect it downwards along the slope of the bank. But the wind is only
deflected its force is not impaired, so it drives the 5flOW before it
across the rails and up the slope on the further side.
lJnfortunately, so Mr. Howie thinks (the Highland Company perhaps
would hardly be prepared to agree with him), there has been no snow to
speak of in the far north for some years past, so the automatic
snow-fence has scarcely had a fair trial. It is reported, however,
that in slight falls the ground opposite it has been black while on
either side it was white. But the idea has had a more serious trial
than this. At Burghead, on the coast not far from Elgin, the Highland
Company has been much troubled with drifting sand, and, in order to
deal with it, they have erected a fence on Mr. Howie's principles,
only made much deeper from top to bottom, as sand, being so much
heavier than snow, needs a much sharper draught to blow it away. Here
is one report as to the result, given by the company's assistant
engineer —"No sand opposite fence. the agent [station master] and
leading surfaceman gave me their opinion that 40 men could not have
kept the line clear on Friday night, and that, if the fence had not
been there, there would have been at least four feet depth of sand
over the rails."
If the fence can keep sand from accumulating on the
line, it should surely be able to prevent snowdrifts also; but the
inventor is naturally anxious to see it also tried in action with
snow. The extreme north is not likely, one would think, to escape much
longer, and possibly while these lines are passing through the press a
furious snowstorm may be raging at Halkirk. But it is a far cry to
Caithness, so leaving the country with its flagstone fences and its
all-pervading fishiness, but its almost entire absence of railway
trains, let us notice some special features of interest on the
different lines.