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Updated: June 11, 2025


It always makes me nervous to get into a church where enthusiasm runs away with the meeting. It makes me feel somewhat as if I were in a trolley car that is running down grade while the motor-man has lost control of the brakes. It makes it uncomfortable to stay or to run." "Have any of the churches introduced this novelty yet?" inquired Miss Church-Member. "None as yet.

Bareheaded, gaiterless, minus his driving coat, very self-contained and eminently aristocratic, the supposed motor-man advanced into the room. "You see, you told me to take the car round to the stables," he proceeded, with a touch of apology in his tone. "You you are the Earl of Chilminster?" she gasped. "Of Sapworth Hall, Wilts," he augmented, like one who quotes.

"Vous-êtes en panne, mon ami?" "Hit it first time," says I for those words are understood by every motor-man who's been in the Riviera "in the pan and the grease together. Where are you for?" "Brignoles et Paris. Mais donc est Madame?" I looked up, my heart beating fast, and took a peep into his tonneau.

"Oh, but I can't leave you like this you're not fit to go home alone. And I can't go with you either!" Nettie Struther wailed with a start of recollection. "You see, it's my husband's night-shift he's a motor-man and the friend I leave the baby with has to step upstairs to get HER husband's supper at seven.

We boarded the street car and the motor-man directed us to the street, and as we approached the given number we found a chapel and a meeting in progress. We went in and sat in the back seat. The singing had just stopped and the evangelist took his Bible and went to the pulpit. Bro. Millar smiled and hung his head, looking at me out of the corner of his eye, as much as to say, "I thought so."

The clangor of the overhead trains almost incessant at this hour benumbed the ear, and every side-street rang with the hideous clatter of drays and express-carts, each driver, each motor-man, laboring in a kind of sullen frenzy to reach his barn before six o'clock, while truculent pedestrians, tired, eager, and exacting, trod upon one another's heels in their homeward haste.

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