8o WHA T I HA VE SEEN WHILE FISHING 



My son is at my elbow and the car waits, 

 so I have to lose a chance of getting wisdom 

 cheaply. 



I think the jaunting-car the jolliest means of 

 locomotion ever invented. Its speed, spring and 

 sway are provocative of merriment and laughter, 

 and are only comparable to a good friendly shake 

 of the shoulders by strong arms and loving hands. 

 Sooner or later you must laugh, and be ever ready 

 to laugh again, though this will be difficult until you 

 have realised that the muscles of your face are not 

 needed to help you to retain your seat. Pat himself 

 is under the influence of the car as soon as he is 

 on board, and becomes twice an Irishman when he 

 is driving at full speed with only inches between 

 the nozzle of his wheel and that of some other 

 daring fellow's car. His trust in Fate is, I 

 think, most clearly of all shown in his car driving. 

 The worst of lurches, the thinnest hair-breadth 

 escapes from overturning, do not even interrupt his 

 chatter. 



Among the passengers the fear of falling off is 

 the cause of strange and comical incidents when 

 persons of opposite sex are seated side by side. 

 If there be no fear in the lady, then the gentle- 

 man will certainly be timorous, so that a sharp 

 turn in the road, a jolt over a stone, a sudden 

 whipping-up of the horse, or any one of the any- 

 things that may happen, causes either the gentle- 

 man to seek support from the easily-encircled neigh- 



