Mod Con Boiler Instalation Almost Complete. LOOK what happened!

ScottMP

Right Dan :)

But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

Scott

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Dan Banner

1885 Furnace With underfloor outside air plenum.

Hi guys,

First off I want to once again thank the group for the excellent advice and recommendations for our upgrade. Beginning Monday HVAC guys are working on our boiler change over. We are installing a Weil-McLain Ultra 155 with a indirect water heater.
While standing next to the old boiler one of the installers fell through the basement floor into a 3 ft wide 2 ft deep brick channel. After about a day of trying to figure it out we finally came to the conclusion that this was a outside air plenum used to bring in combustion air for the original 1885 wood burning furnace. According to a historic preservationist this is the oldest example of a central heating system in the city of LaCrosse, WI. The cast iron burn chamber is 6 ft long and 3 ft wide.

Dan Banner

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Unknown

Remarkable!

Hope the guy didn`t hurt himself!
Any evidence outside where this would have entered?
Great looking install so far!

Dave

DanHolohan

Boy, that brings me back.

To this

kamney

You're an amazing writer Dan!

Dan Banner

Window Wood Air Duct

Dave,

The air comes in through a basement window, leads down the wall through a wood duct and into the floor. If you go to our web gallery or click on this attachment you will see the box (duct) that was built around that window. Until this discovery we didn't know what that box was for. They had a set of pulleys that would open the outer window , that acted as a giant damper.

Dan

Dan Banner

Dan,

That's a very good poem! Very appropo. We are now learning from our "Hole In The Ground".

Dan Banner

Roland_4

Sounds like you may have been a fan of Robert Service.

DanHolohan

Oh, yes!

DanHolohan

It's never dull.

DanHolohan

Thanks.

You should see me recite it with a mug of beer in my hand.

Roland_4

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;

Then I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

DanHolohan

Yep,

there are strange things done in the midnight sun.

Paul Fredricks_5

Ya see that

Just when you thought you knew everything.

I never heard the name Robert Service, though I do think I've heard the stories. A quick trip to Google explained it all. Thanks guys.

(Kind of reminds me of Dr Seuss too.)

DanHolohan

And not so tough.

I've never been able to read this one without tearing up:

Dolls
by Robert Service

She said: "I am too old to play
With dolls," and put them all away,
Into a box, one rainy day.

I think she must have felt some pain,
She looked so long into the rain,
Then sighed: "I'll bring you out again;

"For I'll have little children too,
With sunny hair and eyes of blue
And they will play and play with you.

"And now good-bye, my pretty dears;
There in the dark for years and years,
Dream of your little mother's tears."

Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Side by side in the coffer there.

Time went by; one day she kneeled
By a wooden Cross in Flanders Field,
And wept for the One the earth concealed;

And made a vow she would never wed,
But always be true to the deathless dead,
Until the span of her life be sped.

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More years went on and they made her wise
By sickness and pain and sacrifice,
With greying tresses and tired eyes.

And then one evening of weary rain,
She opened the old oak box again,
And her heart was clutched with an ancient pain

For there in the quiet dark they lay,
Just as they were when she put them away...
O but it seemed like yesterday!

Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Ever so hopefully waiting there.

But she looked at them through her blinding tears,
And she said: "You've been patient, my pretty dears;
You've waited and waited all these years.

"I've broken a promise I made so true;
But my heart, my darlings, is broken too:
No little Mothers have I for you.

"My hands are withered, my hair is grey;
Yet just for a moment I'll try to play
With you as I did that long dead day...

"Ah no, I cannot. I try in vain...
I stare and I stare into the rain...
I'll put you back in your box again.

"Bless you, darlings, perhaps one day,
Some little Mother will find you and play,
And once again you'll be glad and gay.

"But when in the friendly dark I lie,
No one will ever love you as I....
My little children... good-bye... good-bye."

DanHolohan

Scott, not so tough, too.

I've never been able to get through this one with tearing up. The man was brilliant:

Dolls

by Robert Service

She said: "I am too old to play

With dolls," and put them all away,

Into a box, one rainy day.

I think she must have felt some pain,

She looked so long into the rain,

Then sighed: "I'll bring you out again;

"For I'll have little children too,

With sunny hair and eyes of blue

And they will play and play with you.

"And now good-bye, my pretty dears;

There in the dark for years and years,

Dream of your little mother's tears."

Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,

Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,

Side by side in the coffer there.

Time went by; one day she kneeled

By a wooden Cross in Flanders Field,

And wept for the One the earth concealed;

And made a vow she would never wed,

But always be true to the deathless dead,

Until the span of her life be sped.

More years went on and they made her wise

By sickness and pain and sacrifice,

With greying tresses and tired eyes.

And then one evening of weary rain,

She opened the old oak box again,

And her heart was clutched with an ancient pain

For there in the quiet dark they lay,

Just as they were when she put them away...

O but it seemed like yesterday!

Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,

Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,

Ever so hopefully waiting there.

But she looked at them through her blinding tears,

And she said: "You've been patient, my pretty dears;

You've waited and waited all these years.

"I've broken a promise I made so true;

But my heart, my darlings, is broken too:

No little Mothers have I for you.

"My hands are withered, my hair is grey;

Yet just for a moment I'll try to play

With you as I did that long dead day...

"Ah no, I cannot. I try in vain...

I stare and I stare into the rain...

I'll put you back in your box again.

"Bless you, darlings, perhaps one day,

Some little Mother will find you and play,

And once again you'll be glad and gay.

"But when in the friendly dark I lie,

No one will ever love you as I....

My little children... good-bye... good-bye."