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22nd November 1917
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Which of the following most accurately describes the problem?

By "The. Extractor."

Before the Restrictions.

Not very long before the real petrol restrictions came in, I stole away for my one and only week's holiday this year. Petrol restrictions there were . already in the shape of the cost of the spirit., ao 1 . joined forces with a friend from Birmingham and we went: forward together to Conway, North Wales, in his most excellent Humber. Like myself (and unlike many mixed up in the motor business) my friend has never tired of driving, and on starting he promptly • spun some yarn about his car only being insured when he was at the wheel, a wily maneauvre this, and one . which had never occurred to me in connection with my own bus. No one could accuse us of " joy riding," 'because practically our sole journeys were out and home, and on each trip there was an incessant downpour. However,-we had a great time, and the reason for recording it will be fouvl in the next paragraph.

Reflected Glory.

On entering our hotel a joyous surprise was in store, for :there was the cheery smile k of Henry Spurrier, Junr., of Leyland Motors, Ltd. He had just brought his daughters over from Southport, and was already :talking about golf, so what could be better? He was only spending what they call the week-end in those parts. He had to be back,Tuesday night to sign cheques for something like £100,000, for he runs some gigantic businesses these days, but-'we had time, before he left, for some fierce relaxation upon the golf course, which resulted, I think, in one half-crown being passed backwards and forwards.

We caught some of the reflected glory whilst Mr. Spurrier remained with us at Conway, for it has been his yachting centre for some time, and more than one of his boats lies here. There seems to be a nod and a smile for him all along that. Conway shore.

From an Overtype Enthusiast.

Thediscussion about overtypes and undertypes has doubtless raged fiercely amongst the drivers of these clifferent wagons. One overtype enthusiast has, like Silas Wegg, dropt into poetry," and I, greatly daring, have induced the Editor to print it. He ex

• presses a hope that it will not give rise to recrimina tions in verse from undertype drivers, but, if it does, we will struggle with it and give that type a fair show.

Overtype versus Undettype.

When we read of the tale of the Undertype by the pen of the writer Pro-gress, . And we study the words he has dotted down, we think to oursela,:es "what a.mess," And bringing to mind the Undertype, a breakdown— with engine below, We revise the popular song and we say, " Get out and • under you-go ! ". •

Not so with th.e up-to-date Overtype, there's the engine compact to yourhand,'

With r•the driver and mate overlooking their work '(quite a pleasure to them—understand). 'Tis then when we learn of a perfect day,. which the undertype driver lacks, The trouble's aditisted—you're soon On your way, without Wriggling about on your backs.

(Contributed by "A Driver," with apologies to the author of " A Perfect Day.") " Thro' Sheffield?! • • A girl employed at, and receiving excellent wage's from, a Sheffield munition works said to her foreman one day, "I moo hey a day off to-morrow, mestcr, if. yo' doarrt mind, I can't find time to spend mi brass: e gow, if it goas on like this I shall hey' to goa an' pop sum on it i' t'lp.enk."

Back to the Steel Trade.• The above yarn is vouched for by a friend of mine again engaged in the, Sheffield steel trade and for-. merly a breezy personality in the solid tyre industry, one -William Skidmore. I met. him recently in town looking quite fit, and I was glad to observe that he has lost none of the verve. and effervescence, whiCh eves characterized him. To my mind.he typifies the saying "You can always tell a YorkShirernan, but you can't tell him much."