Death 1

The way they are driven, nothing is more certain than death in taxis.

Death 2

Bob Hope says that "you haven't lived if you've never ridden in a French taxicab. And if you have -- it's eight to five that you won't."

Death 3

[Yellowknife, North West Territories, in the good old days:]

The white man was no more than an occasional interloper until 1934, when gold was discovered, and the Old Town, as it came to be known, began to take shape on the steep sides of the huge central rocks. Those, those were the days of the notorious Rex Cafe, cat and gaming houses, and log cabin banks, and then the raw mining camp began to attract those characters who have since become a part of the capital city's heritage. Among them, Burial Smith, town drunk and undertaker, who used to barrel through Yellowknife in a van that served as both a taxi and a hearse, a sign prominently displayed in the window: $15 lying down, $2.50 sitting up."

Death 4

At the outbreak of the Franco-Prussian War one patriotic Parisian cabman, after driving a Prussian attache to the station to join his regiment, refused to take any fare. "A man does not pay for being driven to his own funeral. So, adieu, monsieur."


Dogs 1

BARKING SHADOW Told by Jack Ryan

This happened over in Brooklyn, another Jack Ryan worked for the Parmelee system. The boys at the stand figured they would have a joke on him so they put big police dog in the back of the car while they were in for a cup of coffee. The fellow came out and didn't look in the back of the cab. He started cruising, looking for a passenger. One of the company's supervisors, seeing a shadow in the back of the car, called him over and accused him of riding with his stick up [i.e., without the meter turned on]. Then an argument developed between them and the driver indignantly denied a passenger. The supervisor threw the door open. "Look here," he said, and the police dog leaped out and scared the wits out of him.

Dogs 2

DOG AND ALL Told by Jack Ryan

There was a lady called up the Parmelle [sic] system for a cab. They sent out this call to the nearest stand. Well the driver, when he got to the door, rang the bell and the lady said she would be down in a few minutes. So he went to his cab and started to clean up. Whilst he was doing this a dog jumped in the back of the cab and he chased it out. So the dog ran up the steps of the house to the doorway and was joined there by another dog. Just at the moment the lady came out. The two dogs ran down the steps of ahead of her and both jumped in the back of the cab.

The lady got in. Thinking the dogs belonged to the lady, the driver closed the door. He took her to her destination and she paid him and thanked him. The two dogs got out and she went away and the driver went back to his stand.

This same lady called the company and asked for a cab again. She asked them please not to send the young man that drove her the day before. Although he was a very efficient and courteous driver she certainly didn't like the idea of driving around in a cab with a man who carried dogs around with him whilst he was working.

See also:

Campbell, Mrs. Patrick
Lillie, Beatrice

Doyle, Sir Arthur Conan (1859-1930)

[Although a prolific novelist, Doyle is remembered more for his creation of Sherlock Holmes than anything else.]

The French are lovers of ratiocination. Accordingly there are to be found in that nation, many admirers of the works of Conan Doyle. Sir Arthur had once taxied from the station to his hotel in Paris, and as he left the cab the driver said, "Merci, Monsieur Conan Doyle."

"How did you know who I am?" asked Doyle curiously.

The taximan explained. "There was a notice in the paper that you were arriving in Paris from the South of France. I knew from your general appearance that you were an Englishman. It is evident that your hair was last cut by a barber of the South of France. By these indications I knew you."

"This is extraordinary. You had no other evidence to go upon?" asked Doyle.

"Nothing except," said the driver, "the fact that your name is on your luggage."


Dreams 1

To ride in a cab in dreams, is significant of pleasant avocations, and average prosperity you will enjoy.

To ride in a cab at night, with others, indicates that you will have a secret that you will endeavour to keep from your friends.

To ride in a cab with a woman, scandal will couple your name with others of bad repute.

To dream of driving a public cab, denotes manual labor, with little chance of advancement.

[Miller's book first appeared in 1901 under the title What's in a Dream? Despite such quaint turn-of-the-century dream symbols as "cuspidor", "spectacles" and "flying machine", it is still current in several editions and is a stock item on "New Age" bookshelves.]

Dreams 2

Taxicab. If in a dream you are riding alone in a taxicab, it foretells an achievement that will bring you considerable money. To dream of being in a taxicab with a person of the opposite sex is a warning against indiscreet behavior.

Dreams 3

Of a taxi -- Hasty news will be sent to you.

Having a taxi -- Beware of jealous friends.

Riding in a taxi -- Will have success in your business.

Calling a taxi -- New interests and surroundings.

Riding in a taxi with another person -- Be on guard against false news.

Escaping from the path of an oncoming taxi -- Avoid rivals.

Dreams 4

To dream of riding in a cab promises good fortune in many respects. Generally it predicts travel in a foreign country which will lead to the amassing of great wealth. If married, your children will rise to good positions in life.

Dreams 5

To ride in a cab means a tendency to great pride; a fall in circumstances; or misery and illness.

Dreams 6

Taxi: A temporary identity. You are in transition.

Dreams 7

Taxi: Desire for help.

Dressler, Marie (1873-1934)

Dressler, Marie 1

[Born Marie Koerber in Cobourg, Ontario, Dressler had a successful stage career in comedies before moving to Hollywood and starring in Tugboat Annie and other movies.]

Marie Dressler used to tell the story of her first trip to Paris, when her French was one step removed from nothing. She was seeking the house of a friend, and the cab driver, whom she had hired to convey her there, was attempting to tell her that the address was directly behind the hotel where she was staying.

"C'est derriere l'hotel," the driver kept saying. Miss Dressler did not know the word and kept repeating, "Que signifie derriere?"

They exchanged these remarks futilely for some moments until at last, in despair, the cab driver shrugged his shoulders and said, "If Madame does not know the meaning of derriere, nobody does!"

[Dressler was a large woman.]


Drunks 1

"Jimmie" Walker, once mayor of New York, tells the story of the drunk who climbed into a taxi and demanded, "Drive me eighteen times around Central Park." The cab had gotten about as far as 86th Street when he banged on the window and cried, "Fashter, you idiot! I'm in a hurry!"

He probably was the brother of the gent who boarded a cab on 42nd Street, and pointing to the revolving electrical news sign on the Times Building, commanded, "Just follow that sign."

Drunks 2

Long experience was reflected in the greeting a former member of Congress received in a city where he chanced to be for a day. Recalling that an old colleague lived there, he figured he just had time to pay his respects before catching the midnight train.

He reached the number easily by taxi and rang the bell. A rather stern-looking woman opened the door.

"Does Ex-congressman Carruthers reside here?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered coldly, "bring him in!"

Drunks 3

Magistrate -- "And what was the prisoner doing?"

Constable -- "'E were 'avin' a very 'eated argument with a cab driver, yer worship."

Magistrate -- "But that doesn't prove he was drunk."

Constable -- "Ah, but there weren't no cab driver there, yer worship."

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