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# Analysis of "The Road That Vander Built" This is a satirical poem structured like "The House That Jack Built," with illustrations of infrastructure elements (road, tunnel, light, engineer, wreck). The repetitive verse structure mocks responsibility and causation in a railway disaster. The satire appears to target **Cornelius Vanderbilt** (referenced as "Vander"), a railroad magnate. The poem traces a chain of blame: the engineer's negligence causes a wreck, enabled by a faulty light in a tunnel, which is part of Vanderbilt's road. By mimicking the nursery rhyme format, the satire suggests that responsibility for the disaster flows upward through the system—ultimately to the railroad owner who prioritizes profit over safety. The right column's "Anecdote Contest" contains unrelated anecdotes.
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308 The Road That Vander Built. This is the Tunnel, black as night, ‘That shuts in the Road that Vander built. This is the clouded, feeble Light That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built, This is the Engineer, whose sight Is never reached by the feeble Light ‘That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built, This is the Wreck and bodies torn, That's caused (’) by the Engineer, whose sight Is never reached by the feeble Light That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built. These are the Mourners, all forlorn, Who weep for the Wreck and the bodies torn, ‘That's caused (?) by the Engineer, whose sight Is never reached by the feeble Light That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built. ‘This is The Board that smiles in scorn Because of the Mourners, all forlorn, Who weep for the Wreck and the bodies torn, ‘That's caused (?)by the Engineer, whosesight Is never reached by the feeble Light That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, ‘That shuts in the Road that Vander built, This is The Public, shaven and shorn By the self-same Board that smi.sin scorn Because of the Mourners, all forlorn, Who weep for the Wreck and the bodies torn, ‘That's caused (?)by the Engineer, whose sight Is never reached by the feeble Light ‘That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built, ROI Ss FG And this is the Dividend-paying Horn Filled by The Publ haven and shorn By the selfsame Board that smiles in scorn Because of the Mourners, all forlorn, Who weep for the Wreck and the bodies torn, That's caused (?)by the Engineer, whose sight Ia never reached by the feeble Light That blinks in the Tunnel, black as night, That shuts in the Road that Vander built. Tom Masson, Life’s Anecdote Contest. Newer 25. HIS inability to remember faces was allied In Lord Jotn [Russc!!] with a curious artless- ness of disposition which made it impossible for him to felzn a cordiality he did not feel. Once, ata concert at Backingham Palace, he was seen to get up suddenly, turn his back on the Duchess of Sutherland, by whom he had becn sitting, walk to the remotest part of the room, and sit down by the Duchess of Inverness. When questioned afterward as to the cause of bis un- ceremontous move, which had the look of a quarrel, he sald: “I could not have sat any longer by that creat fire ; I should have fatnted."* “Oh, that was a very good reason for moving $ bat I hope you told the Dachess of Sutherland why you left her.” “Well—no, I don’t think I did that. But I told the Duchess of Inverness why [ came aud sat by her." — Collections and Iecollections, By “One Who Has Kept a Diary” [!enry Rus+ sell), Harper and Brothers, 199. Newpen 2, Anelderiy matden lady, the tumate of a country house at which he was staying, having set her heart on being hls companton in & watk, he excused himsclf on account of the badness of the weather, Soon after, however, the lady intercepted him in an attempt to cscapo without ber, “So, Mr. Sheridan,” she sald, “{t has cleared up, Lace." “ Why, yes," he answered, AS SHE IS SPOKE IN THE NURSERY. “MAMMA, CAN A GIRL MARRY A BOY sux 18 oLpEr THAN?” comicbooks.com