That's the way I've been used to seeing cars behave," Luck observed pointedly to the deposed chauffeur as he slammed the door open and climbed out.

"You don't have to act like you're a catepillar on a rail fence, to play safe.

I believe in keeping all four wheels on the ground--but I like to see 'em turn once in awhile.

You get me ?" He peeled a five-dollar banknote off a roll the size of his wrist, handed it to the impressed chauffeur and dismissed the transaction with a wave of his gloved hand.

"You're all right, brother," he tempered his criticism, "but I'm some nervous about automobiles." "I noticed that myself," drawled a soft, humorous voice from the rear.
"This is the nearest I ever came to traveling by telegraph." Luck grinned, waved his hand in friendly greeting to the Happy Family who were taking long steps up from the corral, and turned his attention to the unloading of the machine.