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6th January 1910, Page 13
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By "The Extra c 'tor " It is only a week or two ago we read of Mr. John Burns's gallant help in quelling a conflagraSpurrier to the tion at Battersea ; it Rescue, is quite by accident I now learn that Mr. Henry Spurrier, Junior, of Leyland Motors, Ltd., similarly distinguished himself at a recent fire near Dublin. He had gone over to the Green Isle of Erin, it transpires, to deliver a Leyland motor fire-engine to the Dublin Corporation—the identical machine which was illustrated, on this page, in our issue of the 23rd

ult. The Corporation officials had just accepted delivery, when, quite dramatically, the fire bell rang. Mr. Spurrier was invited forthwith to drive the new vehicle to the scene of disaster, to which request he readily acceded. Report says that throngh Phoenix Park. with a clear course, the pace exceeded 50 m.p.h.

Some Certain it is that the Recoptition. Leyland made machine was on the spot in a wonderfully short space of time, and did most excellent work. The matter did not end there. gather that a dinner celebrated the successful termination, and that our hero, with "his blushing honours thick upon him," had, in spite of many protests, to get upon his hind legs and make a speech. ' Poor Harry!

One friend of mine, very intimately associated with the motor business, has contrived someRejuvenated, how or other to get a fortnight's holiday at this period, and from St. Moritz, in Switzerland, he sends the season's greetings. In his lighthearted way he writes; "Don't delay a moment; sell up, and come out here, I feel 25 again up on these hills." Well, they say a man is as old as he feels, and so good luck to him, even if the feeling is only transient. The experience is rather different to that of the brilliant journalist, Mr. T. P. O'Connor, whom, I remember, once journeyed to one of the Continental watering-places and rigorously went through the cure after a few weeks his weight was ;educed by several stones, and he looked, of course, sylphlike in figure by comparison. His friends complimented hint, and said he looked 2.5. "But what's the good of that," he said bitterly, "if one feels 150."

For a prominent man in the solidtire business, he could not have been more inaptly named, Gone to the but the fact does not City. depress that vivacious soul from Sheffield, Mr. W. Skidmore. He has already got to work, as the London agent for the Dook-Swain tires, and has removed to more-convenient premises, at 19-21, Queen Victoria 8t E.C.

A political pistol was pointed at me the other day at the office of my good friends, Mr. Fox, Electioneering in and Mr. Smith, of Earnest. t h e Autogenous Welding Co. When 1 presented myself last week both seemed, with marvellous perspicacity, instantly to divine the object of my call, and no less quickly they proceeded to open up the present political situation, and to use seditious language concerning the present Government, to all of which I responded with subtle abstract observations, but they would have none of it. In vain I protested that I was not a politician—in the daytime anyway—and the ultimatum was issued: If I would assist the Tariff Reformers, and get them into power, they would put BUSINESS my way, but they could not otherwise. This is, however, a non-political journal, and I retained my sphinx-like attitude; better counsels prevailed and a case of intimidation was averted.

The Hall Spare Motor Wheel Co., Ltd., has started business, in London, at 35-96, Foley Street, W. Mr. John H. Hall, who halls from Sheffield, is taking an active part in the business. I have known him for some time up in Yorkshire, and should judge that with his business ability and perseverance they will make a success of it. Ready for B:ssiness.


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