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22 Would it run better on oats?<br>Although the advertisement in the background proclaims that Mobiloil is &quotbetter", the rest of the photograph seems to give a pretty strong indication that the most reliable fuel is oats - no oil needed.  Photographer Jane Marston of Denver (Colorado) made this shot in a filling station garage as she passed during an automobile trip.  Having no place to tie his horse, the young man hitched it to the disabled auto as he watched the progress of repairs which his own chosen transportation never needs.  Anyway you look at it (except possibly the way this photo was taken), the old ways are better.<br>So THAT'S Horse Power<br>For years they had been telling this old grey mare that there were thirty horses under that bonnet.  Then at last they let her take a peek.  And what did she see?  A heap of old iron, covered in grease.  A jumble of machinery that could not raise a whinny in a forest fire.  And, my dear, the odour!  It was enough to make a nag blow a gasket!

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0109747  - 22 Would it run better on oats?
Although the advertisement in the background proclaims that Mobiloil is "better", the rest of the photograph seems to give a pretty strong indication that the most reliable fuel is oats - no oil needed. Photographer Jane Marston of Denver (Colorado) made this shot in a filling station garage as she passed during an automobile trip. Having no place to tie his horse, the young man hitched it to the disabled auto as he watched the progress of repairs which his own chosen transportation never needs. Anyway you look at it (except possibly the way this photo was taken), the old ways are better.
So THAT'S Horse Power
For years they had been telling this old grey mare that there were thirty horses under that bonnet. Then at last they let her take a peek. And what did she see? A heap of old iron, covered in grease. A jumble of machinery that could not raise a whinny in a forest fire. And, my dear, the odour! It was enough to make a nag blow a gasket!
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