New Britain herald., 1929-05-11
ANkE'S P|DP NEEDS
 TWO AUTOMOBILES
One to Go Riding ,ld Anehsr
 for Trip Home
(Contributed)

Deary Andy.
 Last week I told you now my Pop proved to be . regular fella by tax ing me out flivvering. Yesterday Pop again asks mo to go buggy dashinS as he was in an Be a Pal to Your Gal" mood with the let's go places and dc things thrown in for good measure. i've went places, but how If 1t was possible to oil the narrow squeaks we had we woulda used up . gallon can). Not being afraid of anything but work l climbs beside Pop after throwing my roller skates overheard and tells him he'd be the best driver that ever went around corners on two wheels if only he'd postpone his ambition to drive a mile faster than any other galoot thought of travelling.
 Pop mutters something about he does drive considerably. You often slow down to 35 miles an hour." I answers drily, as we passes so close to a neighbor going in the same di- rection that I could easily have re- moved his derby without mussing his hair. if any, especially when giving another buggy the cold shoulder or near intersectins highways" Before getting on the main highway we had to wait as there was so many bug Eies it seems you couldn't get into line unless you had a shoehorn or something. As a string of about 20 of all sizes went by so close togeth- 2: it'd take an expert to decide whether they was under their own power or being lowed Pop chuckles, That must be the General Motors family we hear so much about over the radio"
 the right-of-way whether he needs it or not we sneaks into the big parade. As each cylinder was work ing like the boss's stenog before q holiday but making no more noise than a contented humming-bird Pop steps on the gas and is all the way outa line before he realizes it's time to wish he was back again. We tries to get back but has no more luck than a beefstew has oysters. A large bus was coming towards us, one of those with such a long wheelbase all 1t needed to resemble a freight car was a caboose and the only differ ence between it and trolley was that the chauffeur didn't hafta col- lect fares or ring 'em up.
 Just when we needed little speed the buggy gets stubborn streak like mule that spends the whole night thinking up mean things to do with his hoofs the next morning. Instead of picking up anything be- sides dust it slowed down until we'd have made better time walking. Az the other bus was ready to toss u3 for loss Pop fools everybody. in- cluding himself. by leaving the high way and taking to the open country the same way he does to a plate of corned beef and cabbage. The fliNver gallops down bank into lot. hits bump and comes down with a jar that shook everything but the body squeaks.
 we UTedkS d ISdi dAle didn't bother Us any more than a badly wrenched ankle does toe dancing so we keeps going until we ploughs furrow deep enough to plant potatoes or bury anybody's past. I snaps outa fog which wasn't all caused by the engine exhaust in time to sec Pop parked on the run ming board with the spare tire wrapped around his neck. not to mention part of the top. What once was now ain't." murmurs gloomily. gazing at what was left of nothing to brag about. "The score for tn, day" grins Pop sheepishly. was , hits. no runs, and plenty of errors"
 Thinking of my roller skates which would have come in handy if only had 'em with me tells him not to torget the home run we're about to make. He tells me to cheer up as he'll get me another gas wagon. "Yeah." I says. as we limps down the road. What We need is two whoopec wagons. one to take us pla ccs and one to bring us back"
 MARY ANN.