CHRONICLE OF A DOCTOR'S CAR
(Original by Ramillies (16), Otaki.) IN ’the life of a motor-car there are many instances worth relating, hut the iife of a car owned by a doctor is one long sorrow. I am a 1940 streamlined Ford and am very handsome in appearance (although I say it myself). My body is a shimmering blue in colour and when I was new I used to glisten in the sunlight and was the envy of everybody, but alas! my master takes little pride in me and hardly ever polishes me. People call him the healer of bad health, but he never considers my health. He makes me go at a terrible speed and when I am ill he never troubles to cure me, but sends me to a different sort of doctor. It is very seldom that I get a full night’s rest. I am called to duty at all hours of the night. The doctor sometimes appears clad only in a coat over his pyjamas. One night when we were out on an errand of mercy a terrible storm broke and the wind and rain blocked the doctor’s visibility, with the result that I skidded and had a head-ou collision with a tree. My poor body was broken and bruised and ever since I have been in a car hospital and am enjoying the first well-deserved rest of my life. In the meantime my master is using an old bone-shaker, and perhaps he will now appreciate my value.
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Dominion, Volume 35, Issue 50, 22 November 1941, Page 14
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252CHRONICLE OF A DOCTOR'S CAR Dominion, Volume 35, Issue 50, 22 November 1941, Page 14
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