Last year, after I rehabbed a Little Tillotson
saw that I found in an old barn, Josh Clark emailed me and said
that he had the saw’s big brother for me.
So, more than a little intrigued, the next time
I saw Josh at a local antique tool auction, he presented me with
said ‘big brother’ and I quickly understood why Josh had
referred to it as such.
Here she is as found and delivered from Josh…
18 inches of pure, refined Sheffield cast steel a fixed to the
most gorgeous saw tote I have ever laid eyes on!!!!
Here’s a shot of the makers mark…
Sure, she was beat up as all hell… and the saw plate was as
crooked as a mobster…but I was in love!
I thanked Josh profusely and upon returning home, hung her in a
place of honor in my shop along with the dozens of other saws on
my Waiting to Be Rehabbed wall. The next several months passed
and every few weeks I would take down this big, beautiful
British beast and caress her in my hands. Sometimes my wife
would come down with a load of laundry and find me drooling,
eyes glazed over and rocking back and forth with the saw in my
arms. I cannot describe the look to you, but I’m sure you’ve
seen it before.
Anyway, a few days ago, I figured her time had come to move from
the Waiting to Be Rehabbed wall to the Tuned-Up and Ready to Be
Used but Only on Special Occasions wall….a notably loftier
location in the antique tool hierarchy.
My first step was to remove the handle and carefully mark the
nuts with their placement in the handle…when I put her back
together, I wanted every nut to go back in the original spot.
Next, I gingerly removed the folded steel back from the saw
Here she is disassembled…
You can see the line of crud and rust that marks where the back
has been improperly resting for the last few decades or so…