MOTOR BY-LAWS.

Evening Star, Issue 20052, 18 December 1928, Page 7

MOTOR BY-LAWS.

TO THE EDITOE, Sir, —The effusions that have appeared in your columns under tho above heading in your issues of December 13 and 17 scarcely merit my attention or that of any sano individual, written as they appear to be—probably are-—by the .type of men that fear to, perhaps dare not, use their own names. Lack of courage and lack of sense and vision over did go hand in hand. The correspondents in the letters referred to may bo able to write in > the English language, hut, of » certainty, one cannot credit them with being able to read it intelligently. If they failed so to do with my first letter they should have no difficulty in reading this one, my last on this subject, correctly. ’’Tis strange how we view these things, but T. would have thought that “ R,M.’a ’’ fiery oration had been completely extinguished by Mr Mackay’s reply in your issue of Saturday last. An effective bucket of cold water, I might call it. I was quite prepared to believe that there were Rip Van Winkles going about other than tho sweetly disposed “ R.M.,” but no one could possibly have been prepared for the outburst in to-night’s issue from one that, according to his vapourings and especially to his pseudonym, is a relic or the days of _ ancient Rome. “ Jove." By Jove! is in the field with a peroration that is as “ rich ” as his reference to the rich man’s motor car. Ho, with inalice aforethought perhaps, ignores the fact that a motor car may be, as Mr Turner puts it, one’s bread and butter. An “ insurance agent and a rich man ” combination has a real Gilbertian touch’ about it. Strange that men of the types referred to, who hate motorists in general, and class all of these alike, would be the first to scream and raise a howl at any delay when they urgently required the services of a doctor or wanted an ambulance in a hurry. Essential services of course, but there are others! It hi thus-plain such men as your correspondents 1 refer to, are still living in the days of the buggy or the horse-drawn type of vehicle. Js it possible for writers with such peculiar minds to appreciate the fact that some business men like me wlio are compelled to use a motor car in the city streets every day get so sick of it by the end of_ a week that they are glad to stable it and turn their attention over tho week-end to something less nerve-wracking? No. Nor could anyone with judgment so warped possibly appreciate what it is to have a business car stolen under tho noses of tho authorities they seem to “ crack up ” so much. That was my experience some months ago, and a borrowed car, too. The culprits (in rny opinion, if not in tho opinion of such cranks as 1 refer to) are still at large, because it would appear that there are Rip Van Winkles in various walks of life. No redress certainly, but I was at least lucky' that the stolen car turned up solely as tho result of advertisement through your columns, and that the necessary outlays for recovery and renovation did not end up with my appearance in the Bankruptcy Court. One can imagine the howl from such of your correspondents as I refer to. “ Servo him right. Shouldn’t have a motor car even for business, and, if he has, ho should not park it oven in the allotted area." “Jove"—a classical name for Jupiter—is mythically supposed to have been the supremo deity of the Romans; tho Lord of Heaven and presumed Father of Gods and men. He is usually depicted seated on a throne with thunderbolts in one hand ready to bo hurled against his enemies, a sceptre of cypress in tho other, and wearing a wreath of olive or .myrtle. There were, of course, no motor cars in the days of Jove, Jupiter, or ancient Romo —but why go on? It would really seem that I was not far off tho mark after all when, in concluding in my letter of December 11, I enlarged slightly on the remarks ma/lo by the magistrate of a big city last year, which remarks appeared in print. For tho benefit of “Jove" and others, possibly, I again conclude, this time by quoting the actual words used by the magistrate, viz;—“This is a free country ut present, but there are a lot of fools trying to spoil it." Thomas Carlyle said practically the same tiling last century, and as history has a knack of repeating itself, the statement I coined would therefore appear to be well founded in its application, hereabouts, at any rate. Fortuna favot fortibus." She seldom favours fatuists.—l am, etc., Thomas Rupwman. December 18.