“Your honor.” said tin* arrested chauffeur, "I tried to warn the man, but the horn would not work.” “Then why did you not slacken speed rather than run him down?” A light seemed to dawn upon the prisoner. “That’s one on me. I never thought of that.”
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 21, 22 May 1912, Page 34
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47Page 34 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 21, 22 May 1912, Page 34
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