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[at-l] History of the AT] The REST of the Story

> I don't know how the hell the Trail ended up on Katahdin...

During the construction of Apple's Asian T Rail the mixture of languages
amongst the workers resulted in some strange consequences that didn't follow
the normal historico-linguistic rules . . .If I remember right, it came from
an anglicized bastardization of a south asian slang, slung often two
centuries ago at Gunga Din, whose Apple's Asian T Rail name wasn't Belcher
for one important reason, although he often emitted methane all the same:
"tomater nah kartaiy yar, gunga din" . . . . which literally translated from
the sanskrit reads "Don't cut a tomato buddy, Gunga Din!"

At any rate, the workers got pretty fed up with ol' Gunga Din one evening
near the apple orchard . . . They were sitting around a camp fire and eating
beans [the origin, by the way, of that famous scene in Blazing Saddles] and
drove the poor kid off into the woods, shouting after him:  "tomater nah
kartaiy yar, gunga din" "tomater nah kartaiy yar, gunga din" "tomater nah
kartaiy yar, gunga din" . . . well, to make a short story long, Gunga Din
was last seen running along this ridge in what later became Maine and the
workers during the week that followed felt some guilt for they way they'd
treated him and decided to extend the T Rail to the ridge in his memory.

Back in South Asia this Engraizie (Englishman) had kippled along the silk
road for so long his comrades had started calling him "Kipling" when this
rag tag fellow emerged from the swiftly flowing waters of a river, barely
dressed in a yard or so of rags stained red from his own blood, and unable
to speak. Feeling sorry for the fellow, he took him into his employ as a
water boy. Kipling himself mentioned this "red yard" of rags when he met the
kid, and the kid, repeated it  back to Kipling who thereafter became known
as Red Yard Kipling . . .

We, of course, know him as the Rudyard Kipling who wrote the poem that
imortalized Gunga Din, but now You Know THE REST OF THE STORY