The daily Alaska citizen., 1919-08-30

tar ing and stopping and the Shiftins of gears Al the end of rhc week felt myself thoroly competent to rur the car.
 l took delivery of the car at th, scrNicrstation There. also. they loan cd me Walter. a young man employr, there It was Walters duty. al s, much per hour, to see that the cal reached the garage at which was [, keep it and remain with me for tn, few hours necessary for my instuc ton on the road
 From the seryiCr-station We wen directly home where my wife Wa waiting the advent of the new car Then, with her as a passenger, w went out into the country somewhere and found a wide road, and Walter and | changed seats
 Somewhere in my pocket | had d little yellow card, signed by the See rrtary of State, and for which I had paid one dollar on its face ii crrt fled that had been licensed by tn, State of New York to operate ; motor vehicle.
 With this authority, took my pIac. behind the steering wheel. pressed in the ignition switch, stepped on th'
 If starter. threw off the emergency brake, pressed in tn" clutch and pul the speed lever into first. Then gave her a little gas, threw out the clutch and started. l had been taugh all that in the class l had attended Then l gave it a little more gas and v.nt into second and a little more and into high. It was all very easy And then 1 stepped on the foot throt tlr and the ear rose up from the ground and jumped forward and my wife yelled and Walter reached over and grabbed the wheel and strengthened out, all unConsciousIy so that l released the clutch and pressed home the brake and the ear stopped.
 The cause of it all was another ear that had advanced toward Us while was giving all of my attention to my own car and none whatever to other ears or to the road. | presume the driver of the other car had a little yellow ticket in his pocket and was quite within his rights.
 From what he said when he had backed out of the ditch where he had voluntarily gone in order to keep away from me gathered that if he had been the Secretary of State he wouldn't have given me the card l had in my pocket. He was very rough man and talked more like the driver of a truck than the driver of a pleasure car.
 However, when tn" stranger who had suddenly thrust himself into our midst had departed we all grew calm again and agreed that Walter had bet. fer go back into the drivers seat SO that we might enjoy our first ride in our first car. And we did that
 That night, or early the next morn ing at that hour when one cant sleep and ones sins and misgiVings go parading by. l saw myself in big green automobile with white Wir" wheels careening down a roadway and leaving in it's wake things that had been little children and old persons ped by traffic policeman and show Fords And somewhere 1 was stop ped by q traffic poliCemtn and l show ed him my yellow card bearing tn" printed sigma ure of the Secretary of State and he waved his hand and l went on.
 And whether l slept or not l don't know, but 1 was conscious of cold and clammy precipitation and a very much confused state of mmind as 10 the wisdom of the Secretary of State and the traffic policeman. And finally. when l had fully awakened and my mind was quite clear, l determined not to again attempt to run my own car and on the next day make inquiry of Walter as to my qualifications as an employer
 And while this hasn't anything whatever to do with what l set out to record upon the perishable pages of this magaZine-which was merely to be something in the nature of advice to aspiring motorists-I must put it down here that in the chosen solution of my nocturnal nervousness lay my undOing l, who had all my life tOiled for others, became the pOSseSSOr, on the day following my sleepleSS night, of one perfectly good male chauffeur at so much per week and three meals day. Just as soon as l had hired him l knew l had made a mistake. l should have persisted in my efforts to drive In another day l am sure I would have succeeded. For l have
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