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When going foreign in a motor-car, it is by no means necessary to take
a man--in fact, I prefer not; and though I drive a 25 Talbot which
gives 48 horse-power on the brake, and can touch fifty miles an hour,
we are getting on nicely without the extra weight and expense of a
man who, however good his intentions are, cannot work harder than we
amateurs do when there is anything to be done. You see, if you take an
honest English one, he, as a rule, is as a child, and cannot borrow
a split pin without your linguistical assistance. In England you can
say "Put the car up somewhere, get a bed, and have her round at ten
to-morrow," and go to your dinner happy in the knowledge that all will
be well. But on the Continent you have to mother him even to the extent
of arranging his dinner for him, get his rooms, and translate every
desire and necessary till one comes to the conclusion that the game is
hardly worth the candle.--+"C. B. FRY'S MAGAZINE."+
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