Some day, we as a nation will tire of playing the taskmaster and will treat the playmate of man's infancy and youth with more consideration; we will adorn and not disfigure her, love and not ignore her, place her on a throne beside us, make her queen to our kingship." "Professor, the automobile hardly falls in with your notions." "On the contrary, the automobile is the one absolutely fit conveyance for America.

It is a noisy, dirty, mechanical contrivance, capable of great speed; it is the only vehicle in which one could approach that distant smudge on the landscape with any sense of the eternal fitness of things.

A coach and four would be as far behind the times on this highway as a birch-bark canoe on yonder lake.

In America an automobile is beautiful because it is in perfect harmony with the spirit of the age and country; it is twin brother to the trolley; train, trolley, and automobile may travel side by side as members of one family, late offsprings of man's ingenuity." "But you would not call them things of beauty ?" "Yes and no; beauty is so largely relative that one cannot pronounce hideous anything that is a logical and legitimate development.

Considered in the light of things the world pronounces beautiful, there are no more hideous monstrosities on the face of the earth than train, trolley, and automobile; but each generation has its own standard of beauty, though it seldom confesses it.