The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1908-07-17
A LITTLE TRIP IN
AN AUTOMOBILE
Man Who Knows About Horses
Meets a Friend Who
Knows About Autos.

Eonk. Honk! The nervous little man
leaped aside to avoid a smell that was
taking a ride in a very speedy gocart.
II don't much mind lodging EN- he
said, looking after the auto. Especially
since the other day, when 1 squoze a
siren myself and made several feet
power travellers jump as If they had
been handed a matrimonial ad. hat
rid had some queer features too.
II had never got real chummy with
'em in the street. But when Brown
asked me to take a little trip with him
l determined to chance it.
II found him walking laps around a
big red car, inspecting it a~ttentively.
eth do very WE'LL" he said, careless
seeing that things are right before a
start. Saves trouble. you know. Jump
right in.
by Jove.' he exclaimed, grinning,
there's Jenkins-and on horseback.
Hello. Jenkins. You are a rummy to
monkey with a saddle horse. There are
some empty seats in the back row of
this get there cart to which you are
welcome
Thanks. no. replied jenkins, from
the back of a decent looking animal.
Prince here may not be able to unloose
much velocity. but he hasn't anything
to go wrong n make you camp by the
roadside until succor arrives.
The horse returned Brown. belongs
to the past. He will soon be extinct.
Never mind. You'll see light some day.
Ia. ta.'
Before I had time to grab my hat
we jumped forward half a mile. AS
soon as Brown began to waggle the
levers the landscape became a %smudge.
A chicken was first a speck and then q
sQuawk.
That road appeared to be built down
hill all the way. Every time we reached
a curve we slid in a manner that made
me shut my eyes and hang on.
I'VE had covered leagues in this dizzy
\fashion when the motor began to lose
ITS enthusiasm. It made plaintive
noises that soon became feebler, and
the car stopped. This was very crafty
ing to me, but Brown did not appear
to share my feelings.
He descended and lifted up a cover.
laying bare the cars viscera. The
motor was a wormy looking, deceptive
little affair. He took off his coat and
probed it about an hour and a half.
Jenkins n his horse hove into
view.
Have you broken down?' grinned
Jenkins, as he came up.
No. replied Brown. I'm only CIV
ing this motor its daily music lesson.
jenkins laughed. Well, you're well
come to a TOW. old man. This horse is
q relic OF the past and he will soon be
extinct. But I guess he won't mind
hauling you a few miles 8
I'VE had to accept the humiliating
terms. Prince. 1t appeared, was by no
means equal to the task Of plling a
motor car with two men in it. So we
a to trudge on foot and watch that
snorting fly banquet amble along with
Jenkins on his bach and our auto trail
ing behind.
AL at once Prince began to limp.
He developed a humpy gait that had
jenkins s%plashing the scenery with
worry. He dismounted and investigat-
ed Prince anatomy. He prodded the
poor beast. but couldn't find the an
swer.
Nobody said much, but Brown re-
turned to his meteorological researches
with something like alacrity. Jenkins
watched.
why, it's the pump. you idiot he
shouted. He made q flank attack on
the exposed enigma and in a minute
had the metor chugging in its natural
voice.
I'VE were Joyous, but jenkins was
worried. The horse, he said. was both
borrowed and valuable. He wasn't sure
how much its constitution might suffer
from travelling with one OF its pins
batting under 200.
"a horse quoted Brown, hasn't
anything to go wrong and make you
camp by the roadside until succor ar
rfves. But I guess hat car is big
enough to give him a ride
II don't know how they did 1t. De-
spite abusive language I was incapable
OF anything except helpless laughter.
They tugged and heaved that unwilling
animal for half an hour.
Il have a dim recollection of one end
being hoisted into the car and of the
other end following amid strenuous