NEWS FLASH! “Pretty Motorist Spills The Milk” Woman in Electrical Bubble Cart Runs into and Wrecks Wagon
From the Philadelphia Inquirer, November 10, 1910
Germantown, Pa. Nov 10, 1910
Driving a smart pace down Broad Street in her electric runabout Miss M. A. Bromley, daughter of John Bromley, wealthy carpet manufacturer, who lives at 4747 Lelper Street, did not see a milk wagon which had turned into the thoroughfare from Montgomery Avenue until it was too late to avoid a collision.
The auto tore a wheel from the wagon, and 200 quarts of milk were spilled on the pavement. The driver of the wagon, Charles Wackes, of the firm of Charles Wackes & Sons, Twenty-eighth and Cambridge Streets, was thrown into the streams of milk while the tops of the cans floated down the curb line.
Miss Bromley stopped the machine in its own length and ran to the assistance of Wackes, who was dazed by the fall, having struck on his head.
“Oh, I am so sorry,” Miss Bromley explained, “and it was all my fault. I should have seen you. My, look at all that milk! Are you very much hurt?”
Wackes was only slightly shaken up by the fall and assisted Miss Bromley back to her car. She gave him her card.
“Get your wagon fixed up and send me the bill for the milk that was spilled,” she said.
Then she continued on her way.
Germantown, Pa. Nov 10, 1910
Driving a smart pace down Broad Street in her electric runabout Miss M. A. Bromley, daughter of John Bromley, wealthy carpet manufacturer, who lives at 4747 Lelper Street, did not see a milk wagon which had turned into the thoroughfare from Montgomery Avenue until it was too late to avoid a collision.
The auto tore a wheel from the wagon, and 200 quarts of milk were spilled on the pavement. The driver of the wagon, Charles Wackes, of the firm of Charles Wackes & Sons, Twenty-eighth and Cambridge Streets, was thrown into the streams of milk while the tops of the cans floated down the curb line.
Miss Bromley stopped the machine in its own length and ran to the assistance of Wackes, who was dazed by the fall, having struck on his head.
“Oh, I am so sorry,” Miss Bromley explained, “and it was all my fault. I should have seen you. My, look at all that milk! Are you very much hurt?”
Wackes was only slightly shaken up by the fall and assisted Miss Bromley back to her car. She gave him her card.
“Get your wagon fixed up and send me the bill for the milk that was spilled,” she said.
Then she continued on her way.
