There will be a little fellow stand-by with his look to the curb and you think there's none of your idea of your doing him: that is, you'll think so if you know kids. That little chap is likely to be called by one of his passengers across the street, and he'll turn around and start across like a rush, and before you can stop, he's under the wheels.
"Of course, it's not your fault, but that doesn't make it any better for you, if the driver knows his business, he's caught out for these children and give room. Now his horn and go on, he sees they know the car's coming.
Women with children are perhaps worry to a drive. The women know they have to look out for cars, and they'll give you all the room you want. All you have to do is to give them a chance and they'll keep it of the way. Sometimes a kid will break away from his mother and run away and the your heart comes up to your mouth, but if you've taken your time the little fellow usually can't be caught.
"Of all right," you'll hardly believe it when I tell you the class of people I have the hardest time with. It's the great, big crowd-up men, particularly the business man. I wonder why lots of them don't get killed every day.  They were across the streets always thinking something else? Business or their trouble, and they pay no attention to the cars. Building wooden ships will be ordered to work. 