I wasn't going to share this originally with this group. But, the thread on technology and the internet making us more stupid struck a chord with me -- this is the kind of research I do on the web on a regular basis. So for those of you tired of text messaging and modern technology, wash your eyes out with this...
In the southern United States in 1800s-mid 1900s, cotton was king. It was everywhere, and in demand by the cotton mills in the northeast and and in England.
But coming from the field, a bale weighing 500 lbs was "fluffy" with a dimension of 4 feet by 4 feet by 6 feet. You could pile this up to the hurricane deck of a river steamboat, but you couldn't fill a steamship or boxcar to full capacity.
So, the steam cotton compress was invented. It would take these bales, and squeeze them down to 8-10 inches thick. You then load the hold of a steamship or boxcar up to it's maximum load.
I have found several of these compresses around the state. But, just last week, I purchased a book that showed the Cleburne Compress in the 1800s, and gave the street it was on. So, I decided to drive down that street, and see if I could spot it.
Sure enough, I found it trying to hide in a grove of trees.

Here is a better view of the 110+ year old giant. It is 35 feet tall, and weighs 135 tons. Its 8-foot-diameter piston has a 10-foot stroke. And, it's very size is the reason why it was not scrapped.

Here is what a compress building looks like when it is intact. This one is in McKinney, Texas; the compress is under the tall coupola, while the boiler with it's stack is in a seperate room next door. Cotton was stored in the rest of the warehouse:

Now, this spare part for the compress was sitting outside. The owner of the compress told me he had a scrap dealer come by to haul it off. But, he took one look at the piece, and told the owner that it would take more cutting torch gas and diesel fuel to cut it up and haul it off than the scrap metal was worth. And that is why many of them are still with us. They are "too big to scrap."

This is one of a pair of compresses that were left behind when a compress building was demolished on Galveston Island. I wondered what they were going to do with them; I now realize "nothing", because they are "too big to scrap". Both survived Hurricane Ike unscathed; the intact compress in the Moody Compress next door had it's smokestack cap knocked askew.

So these are the "iron giants" of the southeast United States. If you drive through a smaller town, you may see either a compress building, or even a derelict compress sitting in the weeds. It is unlikely you will see them anywhere else in the world; they were a product of their region. If you would like to read more about them, you can check out my webshots album at:
http://travel.webshots.com/album/578047488CEERkL
-James
In the southern United States in 1800s-mid 1900s, cotton was king. It was everywhere, and in demand by the cotton mills in the northeast and and in England.
But coming from the field, a bale weighing 500 lbs was "fluffy" with a dimension of 4 feet by 4 feet by 6 feet. You could pile this up to the hurricane deck of a river steamboat, but you couldn't fill a steamship or boxcar to full capacity.

So, the steam cotton compress was invented. It would take these bales, and squeeze them down to 8-10 inches thick. You then load the hold of a steamship or boxcar up to it's maximum load.
I have found several of these compresses around the state. But, just last week, I purchased a book that showed the Cleburne Compress in the 1800s, and gave the street it was on. So, I decided to drive down that street, and see if I could spot it.
Sure enough, I found it trying to hide in a grove of trees.

Here is a better view of the 110+ year old giant. It is 35 feet tall, and weighs 135 tons. Its 8-foot-diameter piston has a 10-foot stroke. And, it's very size is the reason why it was not scrapped.

Here is what a compress building looks like when it is intact. This one is in McKinney, Texas; the compress is under the tall coupola, while the boiler with it's stack is in a seperate room next door. Cotton was stored in the rest of the warehouse:

Now, this spare part for the compress was sitting outside. The owner of the compress told me he had a scrap dealer come by to haul it off. But, he took one look at the piece, and told the owner that it would take more cutting torch gas and diesel fuel to cut it up and haul it off than the scrap metal was worth. And that is why many of them are still with us. They are "too big to scrap."

This is one of a pair of compresses that were left behind when a compress building was demolished on Galveston Island. I wondered what they were going to do with them; I now realize "nothing", because they are "too big to scrap". Both survived Hurricane Ike unscathed; the intact compress in the Moody Compress next door had it's smokestack cap knocked askew.

So these are the "iron giants" of the southeast United States. If you drive through a smaller town, you may see either a compress building, or even a derelict compress sitting in the weeds. It is unlikely you will see them anywhere else in the world; they were a product of their region. If you would like to read more about them, you can check out my webshots album at:
http://travel.webshots.com/album/578047488CEERkL
-James