orchestra, no negroid salacity, no overseasoned food and underseasoned alcohol, no social hatreds, draped in smiles and sparkling jewels, but just long miles of road ahead and plain darkness bored by inverted pyramids of light. Sometimes a friendly moon or stars, make it less dreary, little else. Sometimes it is bitter with arctic winds, sometimes one drives half blind with a battery of hammering hail on the cab window. Always the night so long and lonely, with its ambushed dangers and inhuman heart the shadow of death. Human Wild Cats Thousands of people earn their living by night. Among them the “Wild Cats” —men who, night in, night out. drive their loaded lorries from yesterday’s sunset to sunrise to-day.
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Northern Advocate, 24 December 1938, Page 7
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