Preserved Brooks Locomotives
Brooks Locomotive Works sold locomotives to all of the major railroads of the late 19th century. Following is a partial list (in serial number order) of Brooks-built locomotives that have been spared the scrapper's torch.
| Serial number | Wheel arrangement |
Build date | Operational owner(s) | Disposition |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 494 | 2-6-0 | January 1881 | Utah and Northern Railway #23, then #80; Pacific and Arctic Railway and Navigation Company #51 |
Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, Canada |
| 522 | 2-6-0 | April 1881 | Klondike Mines Railroad #1 | Minto Park, Dawson City, Yukon Territory, Canada |
| 567 | 2-6-0 | August 1881 | Utah and Northern Railway #37, then #94, White Pass and Yukon Route #52 |
Skagway, Alaska |
| 1535 | 2-6-0 | May 1889 | Quincy and Torch Lake Railroad #1 Thomas F. Mason | Quincy Mine, Hancock, Michigan |
| 2475 | 2-6-0 | October 1894 | Quincy and Torch Lake Railroad #3 | Huckleberry Railroad, Flint, Michigan |
| 2779 | 4-4-2 | 1897 | Bisai Railway #1, Nagoya Railroad #1 |
Museum Meiji-mura, Inuyama, Aichi, Japan |
| 2951 | 2-8-0 | June 1898 | Colorado and Southern Railway #74, Rio Grande Southern Railroad #74 |
Central Park, Boulder, Colorado |
| 3687 | 4-6-0 | November 1900 | Wisconsin Central Railway #247, to Soo Line Railroad #2645 |
Mid-Continent Railway Museum, North Freedom, Wisconsin |
| 3697 | 2-6-0 | December 1900 | Illinois Central Railroad #3706 | Illinois Railway Museum, Union, Illinois |
| 3925 | 4-6-0 | July 1901 | New Zealand Railways Class Ub #17 | Hooterville Charitable Trust, Waitara, New Zealand ( No longer operating) |
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In the days of long ago,
Ranged where the locomotives sing
And the prairie flowers lie low:—”
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