The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1906-01-18

him b;l OF jump. There's no need
Of your hanging on to the seat in the
way you do
"Are we headed toward homer"
"Why, of course not. This is only
the beginning OF ten OF fifteen mile
spin You see that peanut cart on the
corner? Well. It's owner is always TAX
Ing up more of the street than belongs
to him, and i am going TO give him a
bit of a lesson"
"But II
"You are all right, Mr.. Bowser,
though / wish you'd had your eyes
open when we struck the cart. 1t went
ten feet high, and the look on the Ital-
ian's face was something to remember.
Peanut carts are good things TO prac-
tce on. This Is exhllaratlng. Isn't it?'
"Y-yes, but Id like to get home early,
you know. think Mrs. Bowser wants
to play cards tonight"
"She said that was to take you
from fifteen to twenty miles so that
you could thoroughly post yourself on
the running of n machine. The first
thing to get used to Is the sensation of
speed. We are now going at the rate
of ten miles an hour, but 1t seems twice
that to you, supposer
ut seems thousandw
"But you'll get used to ii. Now we
are coming to crossing of street car
tracks and just in time to meet four
different street cars. If you were out
In, a,.hitln xntt In ~
"Stop it and yell for the police!'
groaned Mr.. Bowser.
"Oh, no, you wouldn't. You'd do
just as l am doing those four mo-
tormen look out for themselves and
drive right ahead. If they are not II
mind to stop, them
One car ran me down within an inch,
but l escaped the other two by more
than foot, and for two minutes am
sure that MIR. Bowser didn't breathe.
When | had the time to glance at him
he was as pale as dead man, and had
his eyes hard shut.
Now we are out Of town and there's s
good road before us, and l can show
you some speed" said.
Say, Blank" he whispered in reply,
81 am sure that Mrs Bowser wants
me and will be mad II 1 don't come
home"
"We'll head for home after our little
SPIN
"But--but-how much will you take
cash down, to head for home!"
"Why, Mr.. Bowser, l thought you
wanted to be an autoist."
IL do, but, you see, il Mrs. Bow
ser wants to go to the theater to
night
l ran the machine into shallow
| ditch and let it brush against the
| bushes, and Mr.. Bowser went still
whittier. 1 then ran over q stick OF
cord wood dropped from some farmers
| wagon, and the poor man groaned like
an OK in his last agony. Then l in
creased the speed to twenty-five miles
an hour, and he slid off the seat and
chung to my leg. Having carried out
my promises to the letter, / ran the
auto off the road and stopped it and
said:
"Mr. Bowser, shall we put in anoth
er ten miles"
"For heavens sake, MOI" he replied
as he came to life.
"Nice moonlight evening, you know
and am willing to stay out until mid
night"
l got out to oil up little and he
followed. The next thing | knew he
had slipped away into the bushes.
called to him again and again, but he
did not answer. / went up the road for
mile, but no one had seen such q
man as / described. l made many in
| quiries on my return and kept my eyes
open for the man wanted, but in vain
When l reported to Mrs. Bowser she
smiled and said:
you have my warmest thanks. II
may take him two or three days, but
he will get home at last. He may
turn to fire escapes, burglar alarms
hair dyes and the dew cure, but dom
think he will buy an auto.'
And neither do l.
BOWSER'S FRIEND BLANK,