The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-11-14
MONTCOMERIANS GET MOTOR BUG Gasoline Atmosphere Pervades
 All Things. WEIRD TRACK INCIDENTS Antiquated Auto in Race That is
 Not Run. Memory of Montgomery Party's Jaunt from Home to Atlanta wiu s Linger for Ever With S yunketersS Great
pY CHARLEs PEEK oR. JR.

Atlanta, Nov. 13.-(Special. .)-For nix days the Atlanta spirit that they say is in the very air has been dis- placed by another brand of spirit that smells suspiciausly of gasoline The last named spirit has so affected the Montgomery folk in Atlanta for automobile week that speedways and "boats" will furnish them food for conversation during the next inter- mission between big meets. Machines that left Montgomery with heavy car goes of lunch. thermos bottles and hist. near-beer. return ieaded to the bnlwarks with the most amazing va rietv of automobile literature.
 They've caught it. It can't be down ed. Even the inanimate objects that came with the party are affected. pr Lakin's kodak has taken so many pic lures of automobiles that it honks ev. cry time it snaps. No more will May or Gunter issue orders. They will be Flats. Never again will J. H. Cook re- fer to his '.machine:" he has a boat He heard Chevrolet's mechanician say that. Etcetera. ad minimum.
 Montgomery motorists will tell some wierd tales of incidents of the week And 1t is a nickel to a hay-straw that all of them are true. They saw q German baron sprawl on the speedway track and nasty his natty auto togs in the oil and dirt. The hero of the oc- casion was Baron von Gienath. halt owner in the Benz factory in Germany The Baron of Benzine" represents his factory at all the big meets. Friday he was deputized by Starter Wagner 10 see that no one tinkered with any of the racers at the start of long distance race. The nobleman spied a mechanician surreptitiously monkeying with his engine and began chasing him. But the automatic timing wire was stretched across the track in front of the judges stand and the baron came a cropper in the oil and dirt. Cruel fate. A camera happened to be point ing his way and Baron von Gienath is searching for it's sponsor.
 What promises to be most inter esting race came to naught. The first Haynes 1893 model chugged weakly on the track and It's inventor, Mir. Hayes. who drove the runabout with Asa Candler, Jr., as mechanician challenged Louis Strang in his 200. horse power Fiat for a two mile race. The delicate little antiquity and the giant racer were duly started. and ths Haynes probably would have "don' well" if it had not had tire troubles seyenty-two yards from the startini line.
 sAll the garish hub-hub of automobil week, however cannot efface the mem ory of that eventful cross-country tou from Montgomery to Atlanta. It wa a picnic on wheels. Little annoyance like tire troubles and engine stubbor ness did not faze the Montgomer, party. Fractions horses and muleI that had to be coaxed into passing the benzine buggies were joy divine.
 The fun began just beyond thu Montgomery county line. the popula habitat of sand and negroes. At certain fork in the roads well knowI to all Montgomery motorists the sant is three feet deep and the right road is most doubtful, thanks to the patrio tic efforts of a person of color, als' well known to Montgomery motorists An autmobile is hardly out of sigh before this P. of C.. "spoils out tn tracks of the right road" and the mex deluded car forges straight ahead ant gets stranded on a branch road. stucl deep In the sand. Then is the psy chological moment for MT. P. of c He approaches the harassed driver O owner and proffers the services of hi mule team to pull the mule-less tean out of the sand and into the main road Price. $2, as a Japanese school bo! would say. Thanks to P. J Williams knowledge of the scheme, when Charle Ahrecrombies car became stuck, al hands went to the wheels and the ret devil rolled out freely, while the per son of color and his pair of mules. al ready in harness. watched the opera ton in disgust.
 The path-fndlng car passed a negrt church in the distant timber Sunda! morning. Within. all hands were sing ing. Without, the major league auto mobile horn let flee a tremendous blast. That broke up church services Through the din the voice of the par son was heard. Now. praise God. Ga brie1 done gone an blowed his trump ct"
 Dashing around a curve in the woods one of the cars was waved down bl a son of Ham. He asked the numbe of the machine, and was informe' that 1t was "23."
 Well, number 23 done gone an killed my pig las week."
 He wanted recompense, but the driv