Two Thousand Miles on an Automobile - Being a Desultory Narrative of a Trip Through New England, New York, Canada, and the West, By "Chauffeur" by Arthur Jerome Eddy
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Some white sails glimmered in the light far across; near by we
caught the sound of church-bells; the twilight deepened, the shadows lengthened, the luminous stretch of water grew narrower and narrower until it disappeared entirely and all was dark upon the lake, save here and there the twinkle of lights from moving boats,--shifting stars in the void of night. The morning was bright as we left Geneva, but the roads, until we struck the State road, were rough and still muddy from the recent rains. It was but a short run to Auburn, and from there into Syracuse the road is a fine gravel. The machine had developed a slight pounding and the rear-axle showed signs of again parting at the differential. After luncheon the machine was run into a machine shop, and three hours were spent in taking up the lost motion in the eccentric strap, at the crank-pin, and in a loose bushing. On opening up the differential gear case both set-screws holding the axles were found loose. The factory had been most emphatically requested to put in larger keys so as to fit the key-ways snugly and to lock these set-screws in some way--neither of these things had been done; and both halves of the rear-axle were on the verge of working out. Small holes were bored through the set-screws, wires passed through and around the shoulders of the gears, and we had no |
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