The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-06-03

grade at 10 O'clock
But something went wrong and spoiled the schedule
had up fog sweeping your
face You could all right but the fog
there clay it, combination that sklfu
driver helpless Dads quick eye noted It, and he slowed down.
fortunate thing for the began Slide almost touched
the white wooden barrier that guarded the edge
They started again. creeping along gear so they
could stop quickly five miles the speedomeer
miles then another slide and Dad said Damn They wouldn't
stand that long, the boy knew Chains he thought
they drew against the side of HILL
where either direction
opened the door at his side and popped OUT the father descended
gravey and took off his laid
off his coat and laid that in the clothing part
of mans dignity symbol of his rise in life
soled crumpled He his rolled up the
seeveseach motion precisely followed by the boy rear
of the flat with soping cover which
DAD opened with Key one OF great number OF keys each
csey known to him. each symboca of efficiency and order Hav
ing got out the chains fastened them upon
wiped ms hands on the foden plants by the roadside the boy
did the liking the GOODNESS of the shining globes
hands, and changed every often
coats again. and resumed their places and the little
faster but still cautiously away schedule
Guadalupe Grade: Height of Land: Caution Fifteen miles
hour curves So the they creeping
gear holding car which resented it. and
shook impatenty Dad had his spectaces his because
the fog had blurred them filled moisture
tricing down his forehead into his eyes fun
breathe and feel the cold
the horn-Dad would let you do now you
creeping towards them of the mist likewise footing
Justify was Ford putting from the climb with steam coming
suddenly fog grew thinner few wisps more and
gone they free and the eaped forward
oh, wonderful! Hill below hill dropping away landscape
spread out far forever wanted wings dive down
there to sail out the hops and the flat plains What
the of speed limits restraining
bakes?"Dry spectaces said prosaicay Scenery
all right but he had to keep the right of the whepaned line
on the road Whanhnh! Whanhnh' said the horn, all the
outside
They slid down. by scenery disappeared
They making for LIST Time Whee! How the
ened they HILL and before
them long straight descent; the wind began whistle
and the figures the red line the speedomete
They making for lost time Wheel How the
telegraph poles went whizzg! Sixty miles people
might have been scared but sensible would
while Dad the wheel
But suddenly the began slow up you your
sliding your seat and the little red line showed
fifty forty thirty The lay straight ahead there no
other sight yet Dads foot the boy
looked mquirngy "St STILL said the Don't
round A speed-trap"
Ohio! An make boys heart jump! He wanted
to look and but understood that he rigid staring
than thirty miles hour in their lives
thought he had them coming faster down the grade
purely optical deusion the
occupation destroyed his faith in human nature Yes
dreadful thing speed-cop whole human
race for your enemy To soop dreputabe aconshdng
yourseH M Dushes nodmg op-wach IN hand and with
federate certain measured distance also
stopwatch and with telephone line connecting
or he SO they could keep tab motorists who passed. They
had invented device of mirrors which up by
the roadside so that could get the flash
passed. keep time This a motorist had
ncessant watch the slightest sign anything
pcious he slow up quicy-and yet not too qucky-no
slowing would employ If he should
discover that he had accidentally breest moment
ceeded slightly the limits complete safety driving
THAT fellow VIII be following u.s. said He had little
such enemies OF the human but into
the mirror he had to sit pins needless missing the
did you anything?"
NO. yet; but he'll come; he knows we were speeding
He himself that straight grade everybody goes
fast at such place There you the debased
speedcop lie chose spot where perfectly
and where he knew that everyone impatient hav
been held In so long by the up mountains
by the wet roads, That was how much they cared for play
those "speed-cops"!
They along thirty an hour the lawful limit in
those benighted times back IN 1912 took all the thrill
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