Usage Of The Terms Railroad And Railway
The terms railroad and railway generally describe the same thing, a guided means of land transport, designed to be used by trains, for transporting passengers and freight. Etymologically both words derive from Old English; a road being something one rides along and way deriving from a Germanic base meaning move, journey, carry. Both words were first recorded in use at Broseley in Shropshire.
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