origin of mechanical poppings and grindings emanating from the W.J.
Prescott garage recently has been learned, when Mr. Prescott gave
a little demonstration before a select audience, on the remarkable
performance of his quaint old two-cylinder 1907 Maxwell car. He
intends to enter it in the Parade of Ancient Automotive Vehicles,
a feature of the Farmers' Picnic at the Little Valley Fair Grounds
Now this here is a snappy vehicle, from its practical wagon body
rumble seat, to the snappy rods holding its pert windshield unwinkingly
aloft to shield the passengers who could be, believe it or not,
surprisingly comfortable in the bucket seats that are placed over
full elliptical springs front and rear. And you'd better believe
that honest material went into this little car's construction. The
seats bear the original leather upholstery and are barely worn despite
the fact that it must have done a lot of resting outside in all
sorts of weather with no protection from the elements. There is
a sort of folded- back top arrangement to provide a carryall cover
battened down with straps and buckles. When in place, Jennings says
it straps down to the front light brackets.
The front lights are not sealed in beams, rather they operate and
they DO operate on acetylene gas, carried in a tank on the right
running board. Incidentally this tank was filled last in 1921 and
still carries 150 lbs. of pressure. They made things and made'em
to last those days huh? Jennings has some brass oil lamps which
he will put in place higher up on the dash when he gets ready to
shuffle off to the picnic.
And speaking about that dash, it can best be described as well adequate,
for back in 1907 the motorist apparently was interested in the wheels,
the engine and the springs. He hadn't progressed far enough to demand
refinements of fittings. Not for the driver at the turn of the century,
the self-starter, the automatic windshield wiper, the cigarette
lighter and the radio all with their buttons and controls and gadgetry
set in a panel which could be cut up and used for jewelry, nope,
this car has a compromising straight dash, you almost looked over
on the right for the whip socket. To the left was a tank, square
and with a cover like that of a syrup can. Over to the right is
a wooden box containing the coil. As simple as that, that's all
Lennie Harmon remembers when George Bell owned the car and hired
DeLancey King, then about 13 years old, to drive him around. Mr.
Bell was proud of his equipage, but was still afraid of its terrific
speed of some 25 to 30 miles an hour. He would be heard all over
the adjacent countryside yelling exasperatedly at his youthful chauffer:
"Slow down, SLOW DOWN, I tell yuh! Don't go so fast!"
Here's hoping the spectators at the picnic on Sunday get a look
at this sturdy little antique still able and willing to go and give
it an appreciative round of applause!
Submitted from The Machias Sentinel, June 26, 1941 by William
**Unfortunately, this car was in Jennings' garage when it burned
in 1968 and restoration efforts by Jennings fell short of bringing
it back to its original condition.