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cylinder was virtually a necessity.
   "Why don't you prime her, Frank?" I asked.
   "No — I don't like to," he replied. "Some day I might get    caught out on the road without a priming can. No use letting the engine get into bad habits."
   After Frank, our next chauffeur was Alfred — no connection  with our foreman Alfred — and one winter night he drove me to    a party in Boston. The snowdrifts were high on either side of the Waltham-Watertown road, and there were stretches with no room to pass an oncoming vehicle. At one point we noticed a pair of headlights coming towards us that shone with the characteristic unevenness of a Ford. Ford lights ran from a magneto or genera-tor, and their intensity was proportional to the speed of the    motor. Alfred, realizing that he had the larger and more powerful vehicle, decided to hold his own, while the Ford driver, rather   than meet diaster, headed for a snowdrift and climbed half way    up before coming to a stop at an extremely precarious angle. On seeing this Alfred went into a state of panic, turned off all the    lights, stepped on the throttle and sped away from the scene of    the accident. Realizing that he was being followed, he slowed  down considerably and turned the lights on again. By the time      we reached Watertown Square with its wider road, our pursuer overtook us and told a policeman what had happened. The policeman stopped us and listened to our pursuer's testimony,  every word of which was true and every word of which Alfred denied. 1, being a good witness for the defense, kept my mouth shut. When we were finally allowed to proceed Alfred said,   "Guess we shouldn't have done it. Lucky there wasn't a police-  man there to see it happen or we would be in trouble."