Betty's 'Little Pony'

| March/April 1994

69 Dawn Avenue Piano, Illinois 60545

In 1991, while at the Badger Steam and Gas Engine Club Show at Baraboo, Wisconsin, featuring Massey Harris, I took some pictures of an M-H Pony. I drooled over that red and yellow masterpiece of restoration. I usually go to Baraboo every year, but this year was special. I took my 2/5 scale M-H model to be part of the featured attraction. (I never had a featured display before). When I arrived, I talked to Elmer Luck in charge of the M-H display and asked if I could go in the parade with the Masseys and he asked, 'Why, what have you got?' I showed him and he said, 'No problem.' I was content to be at the back of the pack, as long as it was with the Masseys.

Later on I was tinkering with one of the engines in my display when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and Elmer was standing there. He said the M-H people had talked it over and decided that my tractor shouldn't follow the Masseys. My jaw dropped, but I said, 'Okay.' Then he grinned and said, 'They think you should lead the Masseys in the parade. Will you?' I jumped up and said, 'Do I line up now?' He chuckled and said the parade wasn't until four hours from now. I was ready now! Well, it was one of the greatest honors I have ever experienced. A million thanks to Elmer Luck and the Massey Harris people.

Anyway, back to the Pony. I toyed with the idea of a real one and asked myself where I was going to keep it. (I have two 44s outside under the tarps now.) Then I thought, another model? Then my wife could have a Massey too. (We're a team, you know.) It would be easy to haul on the engine trailer. It would be CUTE! (Maybe.)

But when I built the 44 I had the real thing to measure when I needed to. Something to think about on the way home. Then an idea hit me. I took the pictures I had taken of the Pony to a Xerox machine and made enlarged copies of them. This left a lot of border on which to write measurements.

We went to the Rock River Thresheree at Janesville, Wisconsin, on Labor Day weekend. Lo and behold, there sat a shiny Pony belonging to Willard Green of Footville, Wisconsin. I asked him if I could take some measurements of his tractor and told him what I was up to. He said, 'Sure, go right ahead!' I spent a couple of hours measuring everything I could think of, including radiuses of hood cutouts and fender curvatures, etc. These were all recorded on the Xeroxes of the Pony pictures. Satisfied I had enough, I went back to my display.