1940 Buick

 Weep no more, my Lady!

HERE'S BIG CAR YOU CAN DRIVE!

The theory was that to be truly spacious a car had to be bulky - and wrestling around a great big hulk of an automobile is no fun for any woman. Then along came the Buick LIMITED, stretching close to eighteen feet at the curb, tipping the scales at better than two tons, swinging wide its doors on interiors big enough to hold a tea party in.

Now that's a big car - but you'd never know it at the wheel.

Your slipper's weight on the treadle is law to its 141 well-mannered horsepower and a toe-touch on its brakes brings instant, unquestioning obedience. You pilot it, park it without tugging or hauling, and you shift through its whispering gears with a few easy flicks of your fingers.

Meantime you luxuriate. In deep, soft Foamtex cushions that are like seafoam solidified - in room that's delicious flattery to your ego - amid appointments perfect in taste, sumptuous in finish.

But why listen to us talk about it? Your dealer has one.

He'll let you try it. So turn your phone book to Classified - A for Automobiles - B for Buick Sales and Service - and go see a car your shopping instinct will tell you would still be a bargain at a thousand dollars more!

"Best buy's Buick!"