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Show Shape your way so the guardian angel may sound the call "Twelve o'clock, and All Is Well." Making the Grade. While on a motoring t rip through southern Indiana we came to a steep hill. The driver put on all the power he could, but it was impossible to climb such a hill. In despair our driver driv-er walked to a bouse atop the hill to see if lie could get help. In a few minutes he returned smiling and saitl the man at the house butt advised him to turn the oar around and back up. We all laughed, but were soon turned around and slowly backing up the hill. We were about half way up when we saw another machine coming and as soon as it reached the foot of the hill it turned around and began backing back-ing up. When we reached the top the man at the house greeted us and remarked re-marked that all cars had to take that hill backward. Chicago Tribune. |