Out and Home. rairbetfivrir" By " The Extractor." Sawdust Engines.
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To have to make holiday at Bournemouth in early March, instead of participating in the rattle, the bustle, the exhilaration of a January trip to Grindelwald, as I intended, is one of the penalties this particular slave of duty has had to pay. In any ease, I made the best of it, and thanked Providence for two or three things : the 12 h.p. Rover proved herself a lady, as she always does ; I was sound in wind and limb ; and the numerous golf courses in and near Bournemouth are varied and admirable. Here is the nucleus for some business-forgetting days, and when one has the glorious scenery and roads of the New Forest at hand in addition, one's programme is pretty fall.
It was a surprise to me, all the same, on the last day of my stay, to find that I had never once caught sight of the sea, the cliffs, or the pier. It set me thinking what a different holiday I should have taken, when I was, as Dr. Johnson says, "towering in the confidence of twenty-one," but I should have enjoyed it no better.
Some writer, whose name I forget, has said that "Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral,' and with that I cordially agree. I retain a great fondness for cathedral cities when in holiday mood. I love the apparently peaceful atmosphere of the cathedral close and its architecture. I feel I should like to invade some of their quaintly-shaped rooms and note their schemes of decoration and furnishing. I always feel it must be old-world and exquisitely tasteful. I like the antique shops with which these cities abound, although I am afraid I am a poor customer. And then I try to time my visits to cathedrals when the anthem is due. At Winchester on my way out to Bournemouth, and at Salisbury coming home, the singing, with boys' fresh voices, is a delightful memory.
I hold a well-written letter from a gentleman who seeks a post as works manager or something similar. He has designed and carried through several well-known commercial-vehicle chassis, and would DS appear to be, as he says, "fully conversant with modern manufacture." Moreover, he does not object to go to any part of the country. Anyone interested can be put into communication by addressmg " Warick," care of this paper.
Here is a chance for a tire man who has already experience and a connection in London and suburbs. A man in the region of 30 years of age is wanted by an old-established concern making solid and pneumatic tires, and good remuneration
will be paid to the right man, but, understand, it will be useless to apply without the qualifications indicated. Address. " Experience," care of this journal.
Market Day at Salisbury shows a state of things which I have long expected, and which has been already noticed in this journal, but it was a novelty to come in actual contact with it. I refer to the motor carrier's cart development. Here in the market square are to be found six to eight motor vehicles of quite a distinct type serving the purposes of the old carrier's cart. Nearly all the vehicles I saw were made by the local manufacturers, Scout Motors, Ltd. They were well designed for the purpose, and exceedingly well patronized. I found on inquiry that they came in from a radius of 15 miles, this being about double the distance reached by the horse-drawn carrier's cart ; they are mostly designed for inside passengers only. Some of them carried a few cross seats on the roof— occupied by the younger brigade.
The last time I was up at the Leyland works, I was much interested, when in the body-building department, to see how the shavings and odds and ends of wood were spirited away by a suction process under the floor. One opened a small door, and everything in the form of light waste in the vicinity was thrown in and the place kept in fine order. I do not know how the works cat would get on if she approached too near, but that is by the way. Mr. Spurner explained that before long he hoped to run an engine by gas produced from this waste wood, and perhaps by this time it is installed. The object of this note is to state how interested I was, when at a great shipbuilding yard at Cowes last week, to find a Ruston-Proctor engine driven by as produced entirely from shavings, blocks of wood and bark— the refuse of the yard. Mr. Saunders, the well-known motor-boat builder, showed me the process, and, after two months working, declared it a complete success. This should be of great interest to the body-building departments of motor concerns.