And now, for a complete departure from the two previous coaching photos … a look back at an earlier era, when this dangerous stuff was still considered a heat-resistant miracle …


Solle - Asbestos Float


Randy, who sent these three images (thanks, Randy!), said that this float was in a parade (date unknown) in his Pennsylvania home town. And, yes, there was asbestos plant there. Ahhh, how times change …

Continued from Friday …

The second of the three old images we received was this photo of the Oriole Roach Coach. Like the previous one, this¬†image was published in the January 6, 1906, issue of Rider and Driver magazine. Unfortunately, we don’t know when the photo itself was taken.

The caption said, The Road Coach ‘Oriole,’ Which Ran from Youngstown Ohio, Several Years Ago: from left to right — Richard Graves, Guard; the late John A. Logan, Jr., Coachman; Mr. Clarence Moore, Coachman; Robert Wheelwright, Cock Horse Boy.


Solle - Oriole Coach



I’ve looked and can’t find any further information on the Oriole Road Coach. If you have any info to share, please do so!

A CAA member in California was recently visiting Pennsylvania, where he found three interesting old photos, which I’ll share here over the next three posts.

This first photo is from the January 6, 1906, issue of Rider and Driver magazine.

Solle - Webb Coach

The caption said, Prominent Ladies Who Drive Four-in-Hand: Mrs. Ralph Pulitzer, formerly Miss Frederica Webb, with her father, Dr. W. Seward Webb, beside her, in the parade of the Ladies’ Four-in-Hand Club; Miss Webb is a granddaughter of the late William H. Vanderbilt, and like all the members of the Vanderbilt family, ‘dearly loves a horse.’

Checking in with Mr. Johnson the next morning …

“On the morning of the 26th I left Green River city for Laramie, where I arrived on the 10th of June.

“Leaving [Green River]¬†city I followed the railroad to Rock Springs, where I left it and did not see it again until arriving in Laramie. After leaving the city and having traveled about six miles, I came to Bitter Creek river. The waters are said to be poisonous and cattle are not allowed to drink its waters. In fording this river, my cattle were not dry, so did not attempt to drink.

“About twelve o’clock I made Rock Springs, which is a telegraph station. Here I made a short stop, giving water and grain to the cattle and took a dish of cold coffee and crackers myself. Here I leave the railroad for a long time. About four miles or more from here, I met an ox team, accompanied by two men, and inquired if I was on the right trail for Laramie. ‘You are not; you should have taken the other trail,’ they said. ‘Then I shall have to go back and take the other trail?’ I said. ‘No, go on a little further and turn to your left, you will come into the trail.’ I went on and, coming to the place, turned to the left, as I had been told, coming back to the trail all right, and about five o’clock came to a slough; it was an awful looking hole. After looking at it I got up on my wagon and drove over it all right.

“After a little while I came to another of the same kind, which I passed all right. Went on, coming to some grass, which was fenced in and some cattle feeding, and going on a little further came to a house and barn. After passing the house, we came to a good grass plat where I camped for the night. I turned my cattle loose to feed for themselves, while I gathered some fuel, made a fire, prepared some coffee and cooked some dried beef, partaking of an excellent supper. A good dish of coffee, well seasoned with milk and sugar, all alone, tastes good, you bet.

“After supper I brought in the cattle, gave them some grain and secured them for the night; spread out my blankets, laid down and allowed myself to go to sleep. Just think of it: in the dead of night to wake up and find yourself alone; then I have a long talk with my cattle. My dog, Bertie, is at all times with me in my bed.”

In today’s old photo, we have a view of Jacksonville, Florida, c. 1910. The street is filled with cars, a few pedestrians, a bicycle, and quite a lot of horse-drawn vehicles. The ones standing by the curb on the left side of the photo are actually standing in front of a harness shop.



There is a LOT of horse-drawn traffic in this fantastic photo, c. 1908, of Philadelphia’s Delaware Avenue, at the foot of Market Street.

Enjoy looking around!


Here’s a fascinating photo, from 1911, of a huge boiler being moved down D Street in Washington, D.C., with the Capitol in the background.

There are twelve horses here. Can you find them all?



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