CONTENTS

CHAPTERPAGE
I.It Can’t Be Done—But Then, It Is Perfectly Simple[1]
II.Albany, First Stop[15]
III.A Breakdown[18]
IV.Pennsylvania, Ohio and Indiana[23]
V.Luggage and Other Luxuries[37]
VI.Did Anybody Say “Chicken”?[41]
VII.The City of Ambition[46]
VIII.A Few Chicagoans[52]
IX.Tins[60]
X.Mud!![67]
XI.In Rochelle[72]
XII.The Weight of Public Opinion[75]
XIII.Muddier![79]
XIV.One of the Fogged Impressions[86]
XV.A Few Ways of the West[90]
XVI.Halfway House[99]
XVII.Next Stop, North Platte![107]
XVIII.The City of Recklessness[119]
XIX.A Glimpse of the West That Was[135]
XX.Our Little Sister of Yesterday[150]
XXI.Ignorance With a Capital I[155]
XXII.Some Indians and Mr. X[159]
XXIII.With Nowhere to Go But Out[172]
XXIV.Into the Desert[175]
XXV.Through the City Unpronounceable to an Exposition Beautiful[187]
XXVI.The Land of Gladness[198]
XXVII.The Mettle of a Hero[205]
XXVIII.San Francisco[211]
XXIX.The Fair[229]
XXX.“Unending Sameness” Was What They Said[237]
XXXI.To Those Who Think of Following in Our Tire Tracks—To the Man Who Drives[241]
XXXII.On the Subject of Clothes—Food Equipment—Expenses—Daily Expense Account[251]
XXXIII.How Far Can You Go in Comfort?—Some Day[278]

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

The Pacific at last![Frontispiece]
FACING PAGE
What we finally carried[8]
Stowing the luggage[12]
Leaving Gramercy Park, New York[16]
Still in New York State[20]
The crowd in less than a minute. “Out of the window” in Cleveland[34]
One of the exciting things in motoring is wondering what sort of a hotel you will arrive at for the night[44]
Hours and hours, across land as flat and endless as the ocean[84]
A bedroom in the Union Pacific Hotel, North Platte—not much of a hardship, is it?[108]
A straight, wide road; not even a shack in sight—and a speed limit of twenty miles an hour[112]
Wyoming in the ranch country[116]
Cripple Creek[120]
In the Garden of the Gods[124]
Colorado. Pike’s Peak in the distance[128]
First cowboys and cattle[132]
Halfway across a thrilling ford, wide and deep, on the Huerfano River[136]
A glimpse of the West of yesterday[140]
Your route leads through many Mexican and Indian villages[148]
The Indian pueblo of Taos[160]
To see the sleeping beauty of the Southwest, the path is by no means a smooth one to the motorist[170]
Across the real desert[180]
Our chauffeur takes a day off at the Grand Canyon of the Colorado[184]
This is not a gallery in a Spanish palace, but a gallery in the Mission Inn at Riverside, California[188]
In a California garden[192]
Under Santa Barbara skies[196]
Ostrich Rock, Monterey, California[200]
On the seventeen-mile drive at Monterey[208]
On a beautiful ocean road of California[216]
The portico of a California house[226]
Sometimes we struck a bad road[244]
In order to cross here, E. M. built a bridge with the logs at the right[248]
On the famous “staked plains” of the Southwest[254]

BY MOTOR TO
THE GOLDEN GATE

CHAPTER I
IT CAN’T BE DONE—BUT THEN, IT IS PERFECTLY SIMPLE

“Of course you are sending your servants ahead by train with your luggage and all that sort of thing,” said an Englishman.

A New York banker answered for me: “Not at all! The best thing is to put them in another machine directly behind, with a good mechanic. Then if you break down the man in the rear and your own chauffeur can get you to rights in no time. How about your chauffeur? You are sure he is a good one?”