THE PARISIAN MOTOR-DRIVER.
The poor foreigner is a child in tho hands of tho Parisian motor-cab driver. Once you step into bis car you may resign yourself to Providence. Having adjusted his meter to what he thinks he can squeeze out of you, ho nonchalently lights his cigarette,; lies down-almost on his back, grips his steering-wheel, slips in his clutch, and drives like Jehu. For tho time being ho becomes one with tho ■mechanism of his car. He seems to possess no life of his own, or at least not to value it; he lives only to hurl his vehicle wherever he is ordered. Perhaps ho is at bis best as he curve:; beautifully into the Place do la Concorde and out again into tho ('Jiamps-.Elysces, along the smooth surface of which he flies like an arrow. But is better to watch him do • this from beneath tho tress lining tho road than to experience the nerve-racking swerve with which he enters the beautiful straight avenue leading to the Place de I'Etoilo. He is a terrible person.
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Dominion, Issue 1337, 15 January 1912, Page 9
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177THE PARISIAN MOTOR-DRIVER. Dominion, Issue 1337, 15 January 1912, Page 9
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