The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1895-08-08
LOVE ON THE WHEEL.
a Biking Romance, By Anne War
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"Tben you wish me never to re-
turn
Never" she answered, with an eff
fort that cost her much. There was
now no doubt in her mind that she
loved him. If she had ever question
ed the fact in those hours Of solitude
when she subjected her heart to the
severe scrutiny of her reason, now in
the cold moment of parting she did
not doubt. He was going to leave her
bidding, but how could it be other
wise? She was a woman of spirit and
would not be dictated to, and when
he said she must not ride a bicycle.
her womanhood rebelled. Love will
sacrifice much, but not all. The du-
ties of a fiancee she was happy to
meet and to perform; the responsible
tiles of wifehOOd soon to be assumed,
she was ready to assume; but how
long can love last when it yields itself
up a slave to tyranny: Not long, in
very truth.
You must not ride a bicycle" he
had said.
''Must rotr she cried springing from
his arms. IN which she had for the
moment nestled.
That's what I said,' said he. petu-
iantly. 1T will make you rOundshoul-
dered."
She eyed him angrily for moment.
Round shoulderedv' she cried. 'Oh,
you men. you men! Had married you
and grown nd-shOuldered making
my own dresses, you would not have
murmured. Had we gone hand in
hand into poverty and my shoulders
grown round from bending over a
laundry stove, you would have permit
ted it; but because I choose to acquire
q humpback riding q wheel for pleas
ure. you use that word-that wicked
word must to me. who have loved you.
declined to dance and drive with 9th
ers for you-oh, George, George,
GEORGE
"Well. I mean it." said he. calmly.
"ChOOse between us-me or the bicyc-
le-which is it to Beg
She made no answer but walking to
the porch. rang the bell of her wheel.
1t was his answer, and he realized it.
II do not care for bicycling" she
said. ''but l can have no nOts in my
life Leave me-"
He walked out into the night, and
Parthenia. throwing herself Imply
upon her wheel pedaled weepingly in
the other direction. forgetting to light
her lamp.
George Washburne walked mcOdily
down the road which one short kaur
before he had Travelled with so light
q heart.
"Heighow he said. "All my life
shattered in a moment. If she but
knew how 1 loved her-if she could
only have guessed my motive in speak
ing as 1 did-that I wished always
to be at her side. and that il she rode
I could not. since, try as I will. can
not myself ride a wheel. it is beyond
me- and yet 1 have not dared confess
to her that I have tried to learn and
can not. In his wife's eyes q man
should be a hero capa bic of all things
Surprising 1 had told her of the les
sons 1 have taken in secret at the
academy. of the dents my head has
made in the hardwood floor. Of the at
tendants I have run over and crippled
and the wheels I have sha TERED, until
the manager Of the place has told me
even as has she-never to return.
1t would have lowered me in her es-
TEEN. can not. can not tell her. and
shatter her respect for her former
fiancee."
As he spoke. he reached his OWL
front door and was about to enter
when his Heart grew too full. 81 can
not 60 in YET he said. 81 will al
least walk back and gaze upon the
light IN her. window"
Pre- 10 melancholy the unhappy
man fulfilled his destiny. Back he
walked, gloomily Eliminating over the
future, now SO black. Deep In his
thoughts. he did not notice where he
was going: he did not notice that he
had passed Parthenia's house; he did
not observe that he was ascending
Coasters Hill. a half-mile beyond: he
did not even her a rumbling noise IL
the distance which would have taught
him caution. Alas! thoughtless NOR
tai; ard yet how happily all transpired
There came crash. thud, a moan
George Washburne lay unconscious
In the road.
Parthenia Hicksworthy stood. hav
ing landed on her feet. ten yards dis
tant.
Pressing the PROSTATE man into the
Earth were the shattered remains Of