The Last Ride on the Sumter - Darlington Line!
Special thanks to Frank Bagnal of Sumter for this account. See clarifications and follow-up to this story at the bottom:
Daddy and Joe were probably the last passengers on the Sumter -
Darlington ACL line.
One night, while the tracks were being taken up somewhere up the line
toward Darlington, a dinky engine, little more than a glorified tractor
with an engineers cab, was working the line hauling into Sumter the
rail, in gondolas, for spotting in the Sumter yards.
Daddy and Joe, having closed the store at 7 pm, nd gotten out around
7:30, came along Charlotte Ave to the ACL crossing, just in time to see
the little engine about to depart to head up the line for another load.
They asked, were told that the next gondola was "just up the line a
little piece" snd then asked could they ride.
Sure.
Not until they were on board and in motion, and well out of town, did
the two-man crew close the sliding windows against the breeze, and the
smell hit Daddy & Joe. The crew was sauced. Plastered. Zonked.
When they weren't home by 10 pm -- no answer at the store -- somebody
had seen Daddy's car parked, lights off and locked, in the shadows
where they left it.
Mother -- and all of us -- were abot to have a stroke -- when in they
came.
The little engine, puttin' along at a crawl, just kept on, mile, after
mile -- wth the crew all jolly and having a good time, and Daddy and Joe
warily enjoying the last ride on the line, but it went on, and on, and
on.
Finally, Joe asked just how far was the gon.
I forget the answer --- but it might just as well had been in New York,
at the speed they were crawling.
It took allot of coaxing and $20 bucks - an "ouch" amount back then --
to get the inebriates to reverse direction and putt, putt back to town.
Follow-up from Frank Bagnal:
Joe can't remember for sure where they were headed but it was not for another gondola ... they were finished for the night and going "home", probably to Hartsville.
Also, it was the groundman who was tipsy (not drunk) and who told Joe
they were going "just up the line for another load", but the engineer,
a younger man, was OK, and did not hear what the groundman told Joe.
They only got a little beyond Rocky Bluff Swamp before Joe asked the
engineer, and the problem was not ther hesitancy to return, but they
were low on fuel. I forget to ask about the money given them.
Other Q/A I checked by phone:
was the engine / crew RR or contractor?
the latter.
what kind of engine?
gasoline powered, like Montague's once had.
when did you get home?
after 9:00pm
about how fast were you running?
twenty mph.
The real zinger was that, when they first got on board, Joe used an oil
drum for a seat, and quickly found out that the cover had a puddle of
oil on it, so Joe had oil-soaked pants for the trip.