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...demand a sum based on the appearance of those who hail them. A quietly dressed Parisian and his wife may get home for almost the day tariff. A silken-caped, silk-hatted Argentine millionaire with his hatless ermine-caped mistress may be held up until he almost buys the cab...
...Manhattan, Alexander Stock, concert pianist and accompanist for Metropolitan Opera singers, was riding in a Yellow Taxicab ("COURTESY ? HEATED ? LOWEST RATE" ). The cab swung round a corner with a strain that jerked open a faulty door. Pianist Stock, anxious to save trouble for the blue-jowled and beetling driver, reached forward to close the door. The driver did not turn round. He knew by instinct that his door was open. It always opened when he turned a corner. Without a glance, he flung back his arm, caught the door, and savagely slammed it shut on the little finger...
...surface car transportation practically ceased and Cambridge was isolated but for the Subway. Taxicabs were at a premium and one driver from the wheel of his much sought after conveyance was heard to remark to a group of petitioning fares on the curbstone, "Say, you couldn't get this cab for five dollars...
...been sworn in as Police Commissioner?" "No, I have not." "Will you be here tomorrow?" "Yes." He hurried down the stairs with a policeman chasing him. In the street the policeman caught up: "Mr. Commissioner, won't you use your Department car?" "No." He hurried to a taxi cab. "I'm waiting for another fare," said the driver. A detective whispered to him, "That's the new Police Commissioner." The driver changed his mind; off went the cab with Mr. McLaughlin...
...widow, Mrs. Bessie Ellinger, Janitress of three Manhattan tenements, heard loud cries in one of her hallways, rushed in to find a quivering taxi-driver being beaten by three bandits. Moved by the wretch's groans, she fell upon his attackers from behind. They fled to the empty cab but Bessie Ellinger leaped on the running board. Holding on with her arm through the window of the cab door while the knaves pounded her hand and twisted her fingers to make her let go, she drew a police whistle from her apron pocket and blew it until policemen stopped...