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- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Sixty-three? That's not fast. When you get going ninety-five to a hundred, that's something like driving." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Small? Why, there's darn near five thousand people there!" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Stuck?" he inquired, not very intelligently. "How much is Adolph charging you?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Sure! Don't cost you one red cent!" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Sure! You bet!" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Sure. You get ten—years! And you get out!" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Swell day!" said Milt. </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Texas is a hell of a state. Chock full of socialists, horse-thieves and Baptists." </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Thank you, your Honor," I faltered. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Thanks, uh, thank you, sir, but I wouldn't like to do it. You see, it's kind of my vacation. If I've done anything I'm tickled——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"That would be jolly." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"That's a good start toward world-fellowship, I suppose. I wish we could do—— Return your lunch or—— Mr. Daggett! Do you read books? I mean——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"That's a wonderful work farm they have at Duluth," said one, and the next, "speaking of that, I was in Chicago last week, and I saw a play——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"That's the devil of it. I don't know just what I do want to do. I could always land soft in a garage, but that's nothing new. Might hit Detroit, and learn the motor-factory end." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"That's the way to get on. The rest of this town is afraid of new things. 'Member when I suggested we all chip in on a dynamo with a gas engine and have electric lights? The hicks almost died of nervousness." </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"The lady thawt yo' meant them fixin's for her, Charley, instead of fo' that mean speed-catcher." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"The only reasonable thing to be offended at in this vale of tears is not being offered money!" </p> </div>)
- Our California + (<div class="poem"> <p>"The rising sun you say is fine,<br /> And the early morning like red wine.<br /> To be sure," he said, "I must declare,<br /> From what you write me heaven is there." </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"The road's all right, ef yo' don't boag, otherwise you'll find it kinder rough." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Then you probably will. The other two men knew everything. One of them was the inventor of wheels, and the other discovered skidding. So of course they couldn't help me." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's our motto for the pilgrimage!" she cried. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"There's something mysterious the matter with my car. The engine will start, after it's left alone a while, but then it stalls. Do you suppose you could tell what it is?" </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Thet's so. Yo're from Massachusetts?" </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"This car," I explained, "won't make more than fifty. At fifty she vibrates till she rocks from side to side." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"To Seattle." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Too much excitement in this burg. Saw three people on the streets all simultaneously to-once." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Try Gopher Prairie maybe?" suggested Mac, through the hiss and steam of the frying hamburger sandwich. </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Turn down the side street," yelled my passenger, frantically. I tried to turn, wondering, but the carburetor sputtered and died. </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Turn off to the right here," said my guide. I turned, and in a flash, the motor-cycles wheeled back to us. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Uh?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Usually? Do you mean to say that you leave that hole there in the road right along—that people keep on trying to avoid it and get stuck as I was? Oh! If I were an official——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Vell, I dunno, I don't guess I run my place to suit you smart alecks——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Vell?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We are so grateful to you! Twice now you've saved our lives." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We might find some good little hotel and have some chops and just some mushrooms and peas," insisted the man from Brooklyn Heights. </p> </div>)
- Coast to Coast in a Brush Runabout + (<div class="poem"> <p>"We never would have gotten this far if we did," Fred answered. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well say, I didn't either, and—I'd be awfully glad if you folks would have something to eat with me now." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, I didn't——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, I don't know, I kind of like those simple things," apologized Milt. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, anyway, most men would be cussing. You acquire merit by not beating me. I believe that's done, in moments like this. If you'd like, I'll get out and crawl around in the mud, and play turtle for you." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, can't you make it?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, dearuh, you just try any monkey business and you'll find out how much I'll gggggggo-too! I'll start you down the joy-slope and jump off, savvy? Take your foot off that clutch." </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, he probably does the best e——" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Well, hope you have a good trip. Good luck!" </p> </div>)
- Westward Hoboes + (<div class="poem"> <p>"What did you thank him for?" she asked. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"What is her name?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"What kind of a car do you call that, Milt?" asked a loafer. </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"What's been eatin' you lately?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"What's his line?" </p> </div>)
- Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>"Where do you live?" </p> </div>)
