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Of tramway rails seeing the red light.
Of orders pouring in and lorries pouring out.
"Why not call the sleeper-coach the somnibus '?
That there is no rallentando over the Southport rally.
Railway passengers complaining that schools rush in where angels fear to tread.
How main-road repairs throw traffic into by-roads which were never meant to Stand such a strain.
That last week's E.L.P.-ful suggestion for keeping a garage floor clean has been much appreciated.
From a pessimistic pedestrian, that those who want to cross a city street go by subway or go under ground.
That water, water of good clarity, is not by any means everywhere for the steam-wagon driver when there's a drought.
That those who find noise stimulating would enjoy hearing a string of fourteen Tanks going allout along a hard road.
How a procession of showman's tractors, followed by a procession of Tanks, put the lid on— or took it off—one Sussex road.
That, for those who have bad memories (and even for those who have not), it is a good practice to fill in the counterfoil before the cheque.
Of prominent provincial motorbus companies very much behind others in the matter of roadside boards displaying their time-tables, and that they lose custom accordingly.
That it's no use saving five shillings a day on the costs side of operating a commercial motor unless one is satisfied there will not be a concomitant loss of more on the revenue side through adding some particular gadget.
More about adequacy of service as a test.
That delivery dates for bodies have eased.
That the Royal Commission will seek exposi That steam is scenting good business once again.
That there's much to hope for before winter comes.
Of those who say, "Down with the buses ! Up with the trams!"
Of others who simply say, "Up with the tramlines !"
From coach owners who hope that the lovely October weather of 1921 will kindly repeat itself.
• That much unemployment is due to women's invasion of what were once exclusively men's jobs.
Of a Sussex town that for the past year has been involved in a vicious circle of road-making and marring.
.Anent the motor conquest of the desert, a query as to which type bears away the palm among the palms.
That the total working cost per seat-mile for a 52-seater •motorbus is definitely below that for a 66-seater tramcar.
That including fares in London the average of bus-fare stages in England comes out at less than one penny a mile.
That the exploitation of low-temperature carbonization•still has in many cases too much truck with the Stock Exchange.
That Tankerton (chiefly reached by East Kent motorbuses) is a pleasant west end suburb of Whitstable and not a new name for a one-ton tank-wagon.
That if in Ireland, as elsewhere, dead men tell no tales, their names are at least used as voters to return prominent politicians—and as signatories to petitions.
That it is rough luck on tradesmen and private residents in a long road with no side issues when wholesale surface repairs are in progress and vehicles are either " bottled " or garaged elsewhere.
Of Belfast biters bit.
That the best bus boom is the municipal one. 0 That Punch thought five stags guarded one hind.