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[[columns 1 - 6 at the top]] [[headline]] Over The Road To California In 1910 [[/headline]] [[columns 1 - 3 in the middle]] [[subhead]] 1 [[/subhead]] Mrs. Blanche Stuart of Rochester, N. Y., was the first woman in history to drive an automobile from coast to coast. She made the trip in 1910, when she was 18 years old. In the picture above. Mayor Gaynor, of New York City, is wishing her good luck at the start of the momentous trek in her car 'Lady Overland.' Her companions were two newspaperwomen, neither of whom could drive. She left New York, bound for San Francisco, on May 16, 1910. The trip was to take her 41 days to accomplish. [[columns 4 - 6 in the middle]] [[subhead]] 2 [[/subhead]] The trip was sponsored by the Willys-Overland Company, predecessor of Toledo's present Willys-Overland Motors as a publicity stunt, and apparently in those days the old space grabbers were right on the job. As a publicity "natural" it was made very special by having a young girl at the wheel, which would be calculated by the publicity boys to prove that the auto was no longer a gadget but a vehicle for the wife and kids. Above, Mrs. Scott poses for her picture at Ft. Wayne, Indiana. [[columns 1 - 2 at the bottom]] [[subhead]] 3 [[/subhead]] Above we see the lady dare-devil whizzing over the roads of Iowa, with her newspaperwomen companions [[cut off]] [[columns 3 - 4 at the bottom]] [[subhead]] 4 [[/subhead]] These pictures were taken from Mrs. Scott's old scrap book. She's now a broadcaster with station WSAY [[cut off]] [[columns 5 - 7 at the bottom]] [[headline]] Peach Section TOLEDO BLADE TOLEDO, OHIO, THURSDAY, JULY 25, 1946 [[/headline]] [[headline]] The Worry Clinic - If You Wish To Be Popular Be Satisfied With Yourself [[/subhead] [[/headline]] By DR. GEORGE W. CRANE [[box on the left]] CASE K-258 [[/box on the left]] ANDREW F., aged 20, was a shy, introvertive type of young fellow, working as a file clerk in an insurance office. "I don't take well with people," he ruefully confessed to me one evening after psychology class. "I don't make friends easily, but I want friends and would like to be popular. "Surely there must be some aid that psychology can give me so I can go out and win a little popularity. I don't [[cut off]] [[column 7 at the top]] [[headline]] Tales That Are Told - Stolen Bottle Breaks Poet Of Bad Habit [[/headline]] By E. E. EDGAR THE POET ROSSETTI complained bitterly of his insomnia and took a sleeping draught nightly before retiring. A friend who was a guest at his house, decided to break him of the habit of drinking this drug - which was a colorless and tasteless liquid. One night he took the bottle from the medicine cabinet, poured out the harmful contents and substituted water. He then placed the bottle on the table next to his bed. An hour after the friend had turned off the lights, Rossetti came stealing into his room. The poet took an extra large dose from the bottle, replaced the cover and tiptoed out; while the friend, pretending to be asleep, observed everything. The following morning the friend asked his host how he had slept. "Never better, and thanks to my medicine," cheerfully responded Rossetti. "But I wish you would return that bottle, I had to sneak into your room last night to get it." Pretending reluctance, the friend returned the bottle, but did not reveal that it contained only plain water. From then on, Rossetti slept like a baby, his insomnia cured by a swig of water taken every night before bedtime! [[column 7 at the bottom]] [[headline]] Scribe's Choice [[/headline]] [[column 8]] [[headline]] Winner [[/headline]] [[image caption]] Mlle. Monique Ravot, above, won a beauty contest recently at the Molitor swimming pool in Paris, France. Newsmen were on hand to report the proceedings, as newsmen are apt to lie wherever there's a bathing beauty contest. They objected to the decision of the judges. What they did about it you'll see by looking at 'Scribes' Choice' in columns six and seven below. [[headline]] Pull Up a Chair - Once A Year Pop May Eat As He Wants [[/headline]] By NEAL O'HARA AN ANNUAL function in Jerseyville, Ill., is the "Forbidden Fruit dinner" for husbands at which the strictly stag membership gorges itself on victuals barred from their home tables—such as onion soup, salt mackerel, sauerkraut and limburger cheese. [[cut off]]
