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Then  Colonel  Drake  –  he  had  been  given  the  title  of
           “colonel” by his employers to make him sound more important in
           Titusville – decided to try a new method used by salt makers who,
           instead of digging a large hole with pick and shovel drilled a very
           small hole by pounding into the ground a length of steel pipe with
           a sharp drill screwed to the end of it. He hired a salt-well digging
           crew with their equipment and a six-horsepower steam engine to
           run it. They set up their derrick and started drilling. The drill sank
           rapidly through the soft surface earth until it hit bedrock and began
           biting  into  it;  then  water  began  to rise  until  the  hole  was  just  a
           mushy  puddle.  The  driller  stopped  his  engine  and  shrugged  his
           shoulders. There was no point in digging deeper, because as soon
           as the drill was removed the hole would cave in.
                Some  stories  have  it  that  while  Drake  sat  discouraged,
           looking down sadly into his tall stovepipe hat, the shape of it gave
           him the idea of making a casing for the well. One day he appeared
           with a wagonload of iron pipe which he proposed to use instead of
           the trunk of a hollow tree. With a  battering ram made from a tree
           trunk, his men drove lengths of pipe into the spongy ground until
           their casing reached  bedrock. Now the rock drilling could  begin
           once more, and the hole wouldn't cave in.
                Drilling for this well had begun in the early months of the
           year 1859. By Saturday night, August 28, the hole was sixty-nine
           and one half feet deep, and still there was no sign of oil. Colonel
           Drake s backers  had dropped out; on that fateful night he  had a
           letter  in  his  hand  directing  him  to  drop  the  project  and  return
           home.
                On Sunday morning, the driller was passing the silent drill
           rig and locked down into the hole. What he saw made him reach
           excitedly a dipper on a string and drop it hastily into the hole. Up it
           came – dripping, running over with rich black petroleum!
                Colonel Drake's idea had paid off! At last a way had been
           found  to  bring  up  oil  from  the  earth  in  large  quantities.  The
           Colonel's Drake drill had gone down through layer after layer of

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