and unable to take his annoying questions any longer, he advised the young man that if he didn't like the speed the train was traveling, he could get off and walk. To this the young man replied, "but Sir, my father is only expecting me at train time." Even when the trains were reported arriving on time, long waits had to be made at Emerald Junction for boat passengers from , as it was referred to when the trains were delayed, back in those days. Even as close as Alberton , a distance of twelve miles, people doing business would have to leave the village on the early morning train, and only able to return on the night express. Business people referred to as traveling salesmen, would arrive on the evening freight, have a local lad with a horse drive then to little country stores, for 50 cents to sell their wares. They would stay overnight and leave on the morning train. It was a time when the young people of the village spent a lot of hours, hanging out at the train station. Waiting to see who was stepping unto the platform, and drumming up excitement. Sunday was another time to meet at the train station and walk the mile and a half to the water tank at Harper and be home in time for supper. With its demise the old iron horse is now put to rest and the abandoned railroad has been converted into a popular walking and biking trail. In the wintertime it is used extensively for ski-doos. The old iron horse has had many stories told about it over the years, with several coming to light through pictures at the Tignish Cultural Center, and through the families of Urban Gaudet , Lester McAlduft Aubin Doucette , Edwin MacDonald and Joseph J Arsenault . 161