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Illustration: AFTER THE ACCIDENT

"Toujours la politesse."

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Illustration: QUITE A LITTLE HOLIDAY

_Cottager._ "What's wrong, Biker? Have you had a spill?"

_Biker._ "Oh, no. I'm having a rest!"

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Illustration: WHATS IN A NAME?

_Old Gent_ (_lately bitten with the craze_). "And that confounded man
sold me the thing for a safety!"

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_Motoring Illustrated_ suggests the institution of a Motor Museum. If we
were sure that most of the motor omnibuses at present in our streets
would find their way there, we would gladly subscribe.

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PROTECTION AGAINST MOTOR-CARS

Sir,--I recently read with interest a letter in the _Times_ from "A
Cyclist since 1868." In it he announced his intention of carrying a
tail-light in order to avoid being run into from behind. The idea is
admirable, and my wife and I, as Pedestrians since 1826 and 1823
respectively, propose to wear two lamps each in future, a white and a
red.

We are, however, a little exercised to know whether we should carry the
white in front and the red behind, or _vice versa_. For in walking along
the right side of a road we shall appear on the wrong side to an
approaching motor-car. Would it not therefore be better for us to have
the tail-light in front. Your most humble and obedient servant,

LUX PRAEPOSTERA.

P.S.--Would such an arrangement make us "carriages" in the eye of the
law? At present we appear to be merely a sub-division of the class
"unlighted objects."

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CURE FOR MOTOR-SCORCHERS (_suggested as being even more humane than the
proposal of_ Sir R. Payne-Gallwey).--Give them Automobile Beans!

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Illustration: SLOW AND SURE

_John._ "I've noticed, miss, as when you 'as a motor, you catches a
train, not _the_ train!"

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HOW THE MATCH CAME OFF

A HARMONY ON WHEELS

(_Miss Angelica has challenged Mr. Wotherspoon to a race on the Queen's
highway._)

_Fytte 1._

_Mr. W._ Fine start!
(Faint heart!)

_Miss A._ Horrid hill!
(Feeling ill!)

_Fytte 2._

_Mr. W._ Going strong!
Come along!

_Fytte 3._

_Miss A._ Road quite even!
Perfect heaven!

_Fyt